Ason Jones Lyrics - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Vol. 2 - Raekwon

intro: word i miss you, i miss the god 

word... a powerful brother, man, he was live 

Raekwon: he was a powerfull general, the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89' 

He stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose 

coming from Medina, we boost 

we up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy 

Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen 

yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just' 

and RZA, came to the island one morn' 

A nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga 

on the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosies 

five foot seven a legend was born, Russel "ason" Jones 

I know for his braids and lessons 

a wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest 

a right hand, you quick, serving you remy 

Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgotten 

aiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some broccoli 

ason, the heart of a lion, a purified mind 

the way he did it, with a mic and some wine 

i would never forget the days we used to sit back 

days 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 love when i kissed the nigga 

Interlude: ol dirty bastard (sample) 

My name is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin? 

i dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family, man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying? 

When i came out my mother womb i was on welfare, youknowhatimsaying 

so so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean? 

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[Raekwon:] 

He had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one 

Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry 

Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty 

How to cook, clean, singing the songs, say the 

Old school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine 

We sip, while we sat with the O.G.'s 

Knowledge of self, good health 

The fortunes that came with the game, had my brother insane 

It's like wealth ain't enough to live for 

But if you got love in your heart, just believe in yourself 

That was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land' 

Few jewelry pieces with his gold fangs, his fam 

(Brooklyn Zu) you know my brother was ill 

The first dude to say, "Yo, keep it real" 

Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap professor 

Now he with Allah, that's a blessing 

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[Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~] 

See, it's like, ok, where I come from 

In my neighborhood, my people know me 

Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any different 

They ain't gon' respect me no more 

Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people 

Got their thing about themselves, you know 

If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying 

You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood 

But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people 

Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover 

To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that 

That's why they don't be buying people music 

See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real 

You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man