Day Ones
Method Man, Jones Ink
Meth and Chilla Jones - and Mr. Jones too...Jones Ink...turn your body to skin and bones...represent Beantown and New Yiddy...that's 2 cities...
Never forgettin where I came from,
The same slum where ya daddy got his game from,
The same slum where you probably got your name from,
The G code but you don't understand it cuz you ain't one,
I ain't dumb, I'm still riding with my Day Ones,
That's real talk when it comes to sauce, I'm A1,
That prime steak I dare a hater to say sum'n,
And you gon hate but still gon' get you a plate huh?
My city cookin' if you ain't watchin' pretend you're lookin',
Was into pushing wit' youngins runnin' from central bookin',
What's all that woofin'? Just know I brought a wolf in,
Like Head Ice...get ya head right or head tookin',
Oh yeah I said ""tookin"", go on and spell check it,
I sell records, my rap sheet, got jail records,
All hail Method and Chilla Jones, we still at home,
I'm crack Jones, I'll turn ya body to skin and bones
I gotta know, who's gonna ride wit' me,
I'm takin' off, who's tryna fly wit' me,
No time for fake ones,
I roll wit' my Day Ones,
I gotta know, who's gonna ride wit' me,
I'm takin' off, who's tryna fly wit' me,
No time for fake ones,
I roll wit' my Day Ones,
Never forgettin where I came from,
20 years I been kickin with the same ones, Sittin in the same slums,
Bringin visions to fruition with my day 1s,
Can't stop till my mission in the game done,
JONES... im the one... they dont believe me tho,
It's all good, they do everything but leave me tho,
Went from having different methods when they see me flow,
...To working beside Method on a TV show,
Yo...You bustas better Drop the Mic,
Or throw the towel in baby tell em stop the fight,
No mas, ....like Randy retired,
[I'm working hard to] see the younger members of my family inspired,
Proving I can be admired, Forget the fancy attire,
We was buying em used couldnt afford a fancier tire,
Man im antsy with anxiety,
...Cuz im everything everyone's tryna be,
I got a question dont lie to me!
I gotta know, who's gonna ride wit' me,
I'm takin' off, who's tryna fly wit' me,
No time for fake ones,
I roll wit' my Day Ones
Written by: Christopher Jones, George Ramirez, James Lacy, Julius Rivera, Moe Jones, Tahrence BrownLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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