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Word I miss you I miss the God
Word a powerful brother man he was live
He was a powerful general the smell from his breath was Ballantine
I think it was the year '89
He stayed the freshest Polo boots wallies with them colorful low gooses
Coming from Medina we boost
We up in A&S slipping and dipping to Bedstuy
Native he used to beatbox thousands'll listen
Yo that's before the Wu got on him and Allah Just'
And RZA came to the Island one morn'
A n***a could dance to slow music outdrink any n***a
On the benches while we hitting ** he sold loosies
Five foot seven a legend was born Russell 'Ason Jones
I know him for his braids and lessons
A wise man with knowledge 120 kept a flag on his chest
A right hand you quick serving you Remy
Yo let's toast to the fallen lost forgotten
Aiyo if n***as 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 n***a
And now I understand the meaning of love when I kissed the n***a
My name is Ol' Dirty Bastard youknowhatimsayin
I don't hide nothing back I barely I mean I come from a family man
Of poor welfare youknowhatimsaying
When I came out my mother's womb I was on welfare youknowhatimsayin
So so so it's like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean
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 I'll
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
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
