Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley
Got blazed they told stories
get blazed before I tell y'all stories

I saw on TV today, this man lost his son, his son
So he had him cremated, took his
And made it to a Diamond ring
Now he watches his son everyday
I thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah

The makin' of a mad band, intricate of DeVante Swing
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of Dean
Bobby Brown by Rick James and it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Day or Jerome

But Alex was puttin' coke in his nose, whylin'
be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman
Killed herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad say
Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it or keep it classy?
And will the money and fame out me?

The blunt's ash down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me

Sam trusted Womack his main lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you repay
A gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so much
Marvin said, 'No high enough, fly stuff'

David Ruffin was punchin' Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Funk was layin' down the percussions
Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many said that she was laughin' inside

As the ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my life fly past me
Did I, did I it gangsta or keep it classy?
And will the and fame out last me?

The blunt's ash falls down in the ash
I see my whole life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me?

John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt treachery
It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci
She's what a temptress be, the death of Ennis Cosby, what a
Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington, is sabotaging them

Watch out for the
Larry Troutman his brother Roger Troutman
Then he killed himself, that's the end of
And I wouldn't change a thing, mistakes of the
This is what came from pain from their hurt we gain
An unfair

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the and fame out last me?

The blunt's ash falls down in the ash
Will I see my whole fly past me?
I'm did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
else you wanna know, just ask me?

Wasn't even allowed to go to the
Could'ya'believe that?, couldn't go to to her joint
Man, you know they were back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah