intro:word i you,i miss the god word....a powerful brother,man, he was was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89' He the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose coming Medina, we boost we up in A&S, slipping and dipping to Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah and RZA, came to the one morn' A nigga could to slow music, outdrink any nigga on the benches, while we reefer, he sold loosies five foot seven a legend was born, "ason" Jones I know for his braids and a wiseman knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest a hand, you quick, serving you remy Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost aiyo, if niggas could hear me, roll up some broccoli ason, the heart of a lion, a purified the way he did it, with a mic and some i would never the days we used to sit back i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this nigga and now i understand the meaning of when i kissed the nigga Interlude:ol bastard (sample) My is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin? i dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying? When i came out my womb i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying so so so its like you got to it real nahwhatimean?
He had a of gold, intelligent soul from day one as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught How to cook, clean, the songs, say the Old school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the We sip, while we sat the O.G.'s of self, good health The fortunes came with the game, had my brother insane It's like wealth enough to live for But if you got love in your heart, believe in yourself That was the black man rap, Jesus in the black Land' Few jewelry pieces his gold fangs, his fam (Brooklyn Zu) you know my was ill The first dude to say, "Yo, it real" Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap Now he with Allah, a blessing
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