作曲 : Woods, Yancey intro:word i miss you,i miss the godword....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 goosecoming from Medina, we boostwe up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listenyo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just'and RZA, came to the island one morn' A ***** could dance to slow music, outdrink any ******* the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosiesfive foot seven a legend was born, Russel "ason" JonesI know for his braids and lessonsa wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chesta right hand, you quick, serving you remy Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgottenaiyo, if ****** could hear me, then roll up some broccoliason, the heart of a lion, a purified mindthe way he did it, with a mic and some winei would never forget the days we used to sit backdays i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this ******** now i understand the meaning of love when i kissed the ***** 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,youknowhatimsayingso so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?[Raekwon:] He had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma CherrySweet lady, BK baby, she taught DirtyHow 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.'sKnowledge 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[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
作曲 : Woods, Yancey intro:word i miss you,i miss the godword....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 goosecoming from Medina, we boostwe up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listenyo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just'and RZA, came to the island one morn' A ***** could dance to slow music, outdrink any ******* the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosiesfive foot seven a legend was born, Russel "ason" JonesI know for his braids and lessonsa wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chesta right hand, you quick, serving you remy Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgottenaiyo, if ****** could hear me, then roll up some broccoliason, the heart of a lion, a purified mindthe way he did it, with a mic and some winei would never forget the days we used to sit backdays i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this ******** now i understand the meaning of love when i kissed the ***** 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,youknowhatimsayingso so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?[Raekwon:] He had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma CherrySweet lady, BK baby, she taught DirtyHow 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.'sKnowledge 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[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
