Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

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

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

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

But Alex 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, was bad they say
Donny Hathaway 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 it gangsta or keep it classy?
And will the and fame out last me?

The blunt's ash falls 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 know, just ask me

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

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

As the blunt ash into the ash tray
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And will the 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 wanna know, ask me?

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

Watch out for the
Larry killed his brother Roger Troutman
Then he himself, that's the end of Zapp
And I change a thing, mistakes of the greats
This is what came from their from their hurt we gain
An unfair

As the blunt ash into the ash tray
I could see my whole fly past me
Did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the money and 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?
else you wanna know, just 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 from my ash tray, nothin' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah