[{"id":18871336,"name":"Ason Jones","trackName":"Ason Jones","artistName":"Raekwon","albumName":"Raekwon_Only Built 4 Cuban Linx PT II","duration":186.148571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Intro: word i miss you, i miss the god\nWord... a powerful brother, man, he was live\nRaekwon: he was a powerfull general, the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89'\nHe stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose\nComing from Medina, we boost\nWe up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy\nNative, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen\nYo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just'\nAnd RZA, came to the island one morn'\nA nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga\nOn the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosies\nFive foot seven a legend was born, Russel \"ason\" Jones\nI know for his braids and lessons\nA wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest\nA right hand, you quick, serving you remy\nYo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgotten\nAiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some broccoli\nAson, the heart of a lion, a purified mind\nThe way he did it, with a mic and some wine\nI would never forget the days we used to sit back\nDays i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this nigga\nAnd now i understand the meaning of love when i kissed the nigga\nInterlude: ol dirty bastard (sample)\nMy name is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?\nI dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family, man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?\nWhen i came out my mother womb i was on welfare, youknowhatimsaying\nSo so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?\n\n[Raekwon:]\nHe had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one\nLoud as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry\nSweet lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty\nHow to cook, clean, singing the songs, say the\nOld school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine\nWe sip, while we sat with the O.G.'s\nKnowledge of self, good health\nThe fortunes that came with the game, had my brother insane\nIt's like wealth ain't enough to live for\nBut if you got love in your heart, just believe in yourself\nThat was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'\nFew jewelry pieces with his gold fangs, his fam\n(Brooklyn Zu) you know my brother was ill\nThe first dude to say, \"Yo, keep it real\"\nYeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap professor\nNow he with Allah, that's a blessing\n\n[Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~]\nSee, it's like, ok, where I come from\nIn my neighborhood, my people know me\nYouknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.63] Intro: word i miss you, i miss the god\n[00:12.65] Word... a powerful brother, man, he was live\n[00:20.74] Raekwon: he was a powerfull general, the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89'\n[00:27.20] He stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose\n[00:30.66] Coming from Medina, we boost\n[00:32.57] We up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy\n[00:35.11] Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen\n[00:37.78] Yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just'\n[00:40.45] And RZA, came to the island one morn'\n[00:42.61] A nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga\n[00:45.53] On the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosies\n[00:48.21] Five foot seven a legend was born, Russel \"ason\" Jones\n[00:51.97] I know for his braids and lessons\n[00:53.49] A wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest\n[00:56.49] A right hand, you quick, serving you remy\n[00:58.59] Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgotten\n[01:00.72] Aiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some broccoli\n[01:03.73] Ason, the heart of a lion, a purified mind\n[01:06.48] The way he did it, with a mic and some wine\n[01:08.96] I would never forget the days we used to sit back\n[01:11.14] Days i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this nigga\n[01:16.30] And now i understand the meaning of love when i kissed the nigga\n[01:19.59] Interlude: ol dirty bastard (sample)\n[01:23.92] My name is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?\n[01:25.68] I dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family, man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?\n[01:32.85] When i came out my mother womb i was on welfare, youknowhatimsaying\n[01:36.62] So so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?\n[01:40.21] [Raekwon:]\n[01:41.12] He had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one\n[01:42.69] Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry\n[01:45.37] Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty\n[01:48.65] How to cook, clean, singing the songs, say the\n[01:50.64] Old school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine\n[01:53.81] We sip, while we sat with the O.G.'s\n[01:55.65] Knowledge of self, good health\n[01:57.70] The fortunes that came with the game, had my brother insane\n[02:00.38] It's like wealth ain't enough to live for\n[02:02.56] But if you got love in your heart, just believe in yourself\n[02:05.38] That was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'\n[02:08.24] Few jewelry pieces with his gold fangs, his fam\n[02:10.98] (Brooklyn Zu) you know my brother was ill\n[02:13.92] The first dude to say, \"Yo, keep it real\"\n[02:16.05] Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap professor\n[02:18.66] Now he with Allah, that's a blessing\n[02:21.31] [Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~]\n[02:22.65] See, it's like, ok, where I come from\n[02:24.75] In my neighborhood, my people know me\n[02:27.03] Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n They ain't gon' respect me no more\n Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n Got their thing about themselves, you know\n If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n That's why they don't be buying people music\n See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man\n"},{"id":3678116,"name":"Ason Jones","trackName":"Ason Jones","artistName":"Raekwon","albumName":"Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Intro: word i miss you, i miss the god\nWord... a powerful brother, man, he was live\nRaekwon: he was a powerfull general, the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89'\nHe stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose\nComing from Medina, we boost\nWe up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy\nNative, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen\nYo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just'\nAnd RZA, came to the island one morn'\nA nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga\nOn the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosies\nFive foot seven a legend was born, Russel \"ason\" Jones\nI know for his braids and lessons\nA wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest\nA right hand, you quick, serving you remy\nYo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost forgotten\nAiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some broccoli\nAson, the heart of a lion, a purified mind\nThe way he did it, with a mic and some wine\nI would never forget the days we used to sit back\nDays i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this nigga\nAnd now i understand the meaning of love when i kissed the nigga\nInterlude: ol dirty bastard (sample)\nMy name is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?\nI dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family, man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?\nWhen i came out my mother womb i was on welfare, youknowhatimsaying\nSo so so its like you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?\n\n[Raekwon:]\nHe had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day one\nLoud as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry\nSweet lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty\nHow to cook, clean, singing the songs, say the\nOld school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine\nWe sip, while we sat with the O.G.'s\nKnowledge of self, good health\nThe fortunes that came with the game, had my brother insane\nIt's like wealth ain't enough to live for\nBut if you got love in your heart, just believe in yourself\nThat was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'\nFew jewelry pieces with his gold fangs, his fam\n(Brooklyn Zu) you know my brother was ill\nThe first dude to say, \"Yo, keep it real\"\nYeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap professor\nNow he with Allah, that's a blessing\n\n[Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~]\nSee, it's like, ok, where I come from\nIn my neighborhood, my people know me\nYouknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man\n[03:02.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ason Jones\n artist: Raekwon\n album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... 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See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68] They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54] Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49] Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02] If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54] You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88] But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75] Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93] To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73] That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48] See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75] You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68]They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54]Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49]Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02]If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54]You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88]But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75]Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93]To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73]That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48]See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75]You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\nThey ain't gon' respect me no more\nYouknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\nGot their thing about themselves, you know\nIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\nYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\nBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\nYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\nTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\nThat's why they don't be buying people music\nSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\nYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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See, if I try to come any different\n[02:29.68]They ain't gon' respect me no more\n[02:31.54]Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you know people\n[02:34.49]Got their thing about themselves, you know\n[02:37.02]If you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying\n[02:39.54]You couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhood\n[02:41.88]But you could never take the neighborhood out of the people\n[02:43.75]Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossover\n[02:46.93]To the other side, people understand that, and they don't like that\n[02:49.73]That's why they don't be buying people music\n[02:53.48]See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it real\n[02:58.75]You can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? 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