Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

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

I saw on TV today, this man his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, his ashes
And then it to a Diamond ring
Now he watches his son shine
I just thought that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah

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

But Alex was coke in his nose, **** whylin'
Could be a myth but I 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 ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my whole fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the money and out last me?

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

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

David Ruffin was punchin' Tammy Terrell, her concussions
While the Brothers was layin' down the percussions
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross
Many people said that she was inside

As the blunt ash falls the ash tray
I could see my 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
I see my whole life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it
Did I? Anything else you wanna know, ask me?

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

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

As the blunt ash falls the ash tray
I could see my whole life fly me
Did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the money and 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 it classy?
Anything you wanna know, just ask me?

even allowed to go to the premier
Could'ya'believe that?, go to premier to her joint
Man, you know they strong back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah