Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Langston and Alex Haley
Got blazed they told stories
I'ma get before 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 about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 fame out me?

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

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

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

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

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

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