Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

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

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

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

But Alex was puttin' coke in his nose, ****
Could be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Hyman
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 life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And will the money and fame out me?

The blunt's ash down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole 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 Womack with his lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you me?'
A change gon' come, you didn't trust me so much
said, 'No mountain's high enough, fly stuff'

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

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I could see my life 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 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? else you wanna know, just ask me?

John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with
It interests me, 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

out for the traps
Larry Troutman killed his Roger Troutman
Then he killed himself, the end of Zapp
And I change a thing, mistakes of the greats
This is what from their pain from their hurt we gain
An exchange

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

The ash falls down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole life fly me?
I'm askin' did I keep it or keep it classy?
Anything else you 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 were strong back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah