Day Ones Method Man & Jones Ink
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[Intro: Method Man, Mr. Jones & Chilla Jones]
Meth and Chilla Jones
And Mr. Jones too (Jones Ink)
Turn your body to skin and bones
Reppin' Bean Town and New Yitty
Haha, that's two cities
Raw, raw
Yeah, look
[Verse 1: Method Man]
Never forgetin' where I came from
The same slums where your daddy got his game from
The same slum where you probably got your name from
The G code, but you don't understand because you ain't one
I ain't dumb, I'm still ridin' with my day ones
That's real talk, when it come to sauce, I'm A1
That prime steak, I dare a hater to say somethin'
And y'all gon' hate, but still gon' get you a plate, huh?
My city cookin', if you ain't watchin', pretend you're lookin'
Was in the pushin' with youngins runnin' from central bookings
What's all that woofin'? Just know I brought a wolf in
Like Head Ice, get your head right or head tooken
That's right, I said tooken, go on and spell check it
I sell records, my rap sheets got jail records
All hail Method and Chilla Jones, we still at home
I'm crack, Jones, I turn a body to skin and bones
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