Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley
Got before they told stories
I'ma get 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 just about 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
Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or

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

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

Sam Womack with his main lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, is how you repay me?'
A change gon' come, wish you trust me so much
said, 'No mountain's high enough, fly stuff'

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

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

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

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

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

As the ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my 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 askin' did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
Anything 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, nothin' gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah,