Jones, Dhani Filmography

• Playbook 360
  2012, role: actor , character name: Himeslf - Host
• VH1's Pepsi Super Bowl Fan Jam
  2012, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Ton of Cash
  2011, role: actor , character name: Himself - Host
• The Next Level
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Timeless
  2005, role: actor , character name: Host
• Super Bowl XXXIX
  2005, role: actor , character name: Himself - Philadelphia Eagles Linebacker
• 1998 Rose Bowl
  1998, role: actor , character name: Himself - Michigan Wolverines Linebacker

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Henry Russell's Last Words - Diana Jones
• If I Had a Gun - Diana Jones
• Everything You Want (ft. Game) - Tony Jones
• Silence Of The City - Danny Jones

Still alive but air is getting bad. Oh how I love you, Mary.
Dear father, I will be going soon. We are just cold and when the air comes it will be bad as we are on the return side. Will meet you all in heaven. We are going to heaven. We have plenty of time to make peace with the Lord. H Russell
I will soon be going to leave this world. Stay in America and give kids a home and marry again if you have a notion but God bless you and the kids. HR
Dear Mary, tell father I was saved. Also the Erskines. We don't feel any pain. Try and stay in the USA. Love to the kids. H Russell
Diana Jones's lyrics to 'Henry Russell's Last Words' (excerpt)
Still alive, but the air is getting bad
Oh how I love you Mary (refrain repeated after each line)
I have made my peace with God
You did not ask why I go down in the mine
It was for the children, it was for better times
Stay in America and give the kids a home
Marry another, you should not be alone
They will lay me in a pauper's grave
Tell my father my soul is saved
Meet me in heaven, I'll wait for you there

(*Celeste Krenz/Rebecca Folsom)
If I had a gun you'd be dead*
One to the heart, one to the head
If I had a gun I'd wipe it clean
My fingerprints off on these sheets
They'd bury you in the cold hard ground
fist full of dirt would hold you down
They'd bury you in the cold hard ground
Today the first night I'd sleep sound
If I had a gun no one would cry
No one would mourn the day you die
I'd leave you there wearing your ring
I'd leave your name, I'd leave everything
They'd bury you in the cold hard ground
Fist full of dirt would hold you down
They'd bury you in the cold hard ground
Today the first night I'd sleep sound
If I had a gun, I'd drive away

[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it's not the same
Ah, man we got everything you want nigga
You get money and everything, but our pockets bigger
And we live everything you wishing for
So when we talk it's best you listen hoe
Your necklace shine, mine glistens though
You might get some pussy, but you kissing em
And I know just why you be dissing for
Cause we be shining like a kitchen floor
We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop
We might pull up in that range
You can't judge us, we're too hot
We don't never wait in line
When we come, pull up to that spot
We go straight to vip and then you see them bottles pop
When you stink in vip man it's ok cause you get caught
We bout to throw your fuck ass out
You outside in that parking lot
You there my section, you don't know me
You got dough, y'all gotta show me
Cause I'm falling in the west
Like captain jackson, ...kobe
[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it's not the same
I make it to a million dollars
Walking the illest ... a million bijon shirts
I can pop a million collars
I can pop a glock, I can pop a molly
We just fuck but ever man I mean
I pop a stain color
Catch me and child talking blinks trucks with foreigners
Or catch me in the hills, heated up like chris donner
But the only thing suicide is these red doors
And if they open, last thing you're seeing is my bread force
I'm a killer, do my dirt all by my loner
Cause I got too much love for my homies
Send em to the pen cause shit I can do myself
Choppa on the bottom, extendos on the top shelf
I'm a top chef in the kitchen I'm lock ness
Monster when I rip it, so ain't a rock in the pot left
It's the type that rhyme, is that your girl in
Fuck her pussy, she cookin this dope till the world ends
[Hook]
New shoes, got out new canoes
Doper in the vip room with some new hoes
New car, we got some new dope
Got a couple racks and what you know
2 more could bring out everything you want
Everything you want,
You want everything we got
You want everything we got
My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain
You said you got it like we got it but it's not the same
All these girls in my section about to dance
We gonn turn it up for real, and y'all know dog ...
A lot of money and numbers from models homie you my past
If you bump into my men, a part of you understand man it's
Gonn be a lot drinking, plenty fucking
Man if we ain't balling, I just offer nothing
We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop
We might pull up in that range
You can't touch us we too hot
We be living y'all be hurting
Dog I bet you ain't even know your girl be freaking

It was Tuesday afternoon
I got home from work right soon
I turned on the TV and what did I see
I saw World War III staring back at me
I thought I might wake up to reality
There wasn’t gonna be (yeah)
And all I could see was this refuted tragedy
In the silence of the city
No mobile phones ring
In the silence of the city
You cannot hear a thing
In the silence of the city
The smiles are washed away
In the silence of the city
There’s nothing left to say
New York, New York
So good they named you twice
The city that never sleeps
Do you believe your eyes
In a violence act of war
The Big Apple is in all too the cold
And two tall towers
Crumble to the floor
And Manhattan is a lair
Cause there is no more
In the silence of the city
No mobile phones ring
In the silence of the city
You cannot hear a thing
In the silence of the city
The smiles are washed away
In the silence of the city
There’s nothing left to say
And hardened New York cops
With tears in their eyes
Tired and all the firefighters
Hoping to hear cries
And the numerous paramedics
Overcome by exhaustion and all
Rescue workers feel the deep emotion
In the silence of the city
No mobile phones ring
In the silence of the city
You cannot hear a thing
In the silence of the city
The smiles are washed away
In the silence of the city
There’s nothing left to say
The 11th of September 2001
The World Trade Centre and the US Pentagon
These pictures that we’ve seen
Almost defies belief
On the streets of New York City
People all hear by shared peace
In the silence of the city
No mobile phones ring
In the silence of the city
You cannot hear a thing
In the silence of the city
The smiles are washed away
In the silence of the city
There’s nothing left to say
The New York City Skyline
We all admire before
Tall twin towers
To plea of them no more
Silence of the city [x7]