intro:word i you,i miss the god word....a brother,man, he was live Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the 89' He stayed the freshest, polo boots, with them colorful low goose coming from Medina, we we up in A&S, and dipping to bedstuy Native, he to beatbox, thousands'll listen yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and just' and RZA, came to the island one A nigga could dance to slow music, any nigga on the benches, while we reefer, he sold loosies five foot seven a legend was born, "ason" Jones I know for his and lessons a wiseman with knowledge 120, a flag on his chest a right hand, you quick, 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 mind the way he did it, with a mic and wine i would never forget the days we to sit back days i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just this nigga and now i understand the of love when i kissed the nigga dirty bastard (sample) My name is ol bastard, youknowhatimsayin? i dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying? i came out my mother 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 Loud as the ferry, best friend was Cherry lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty How to cook, clean, the songs, say the Old dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine We sip, we sat with the O.G.'s of self, good health The that came with the game, had my brother insane It's like wealth ain't enough to for But if you got love in your heart, just believe in That was the black man rap, baby in the black Land' Few jewelry pieces with his 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, that's a
~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~] See, it's like, ok, where I come In my neighborhood, my know me See, if I try to come any different They ain't gon' me no more Youknowhatimsaying? they -- you know people Got thing about themselves, you know If you come from the neighborhood, You couldn't, you get out the neighborhood But you never take the neighborhood out of the people Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like and crossover To the other side, people that, and they don't like that That's why they don't be people music See, we it real, and we always gon' keep it real You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We the truth, man