Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

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

I saw on TV today, this man lost his son, his son
So he had him cremated, took his
And then made it to a ring
Now he watches his son everyday
I just 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 O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome

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

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

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

David Ruffin was Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Funk Brothers was down the percussions
When Flo from the died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said she was laughin' inside

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

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

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

out for the traps
Larry killed his brother Roger Troutman
Then he killed himself, 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 unfair

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

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

Wasn't 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' gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah,