Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Langston and Alex Haley
Got blazed before they 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, his ashes
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, stories of DeVante Swing
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James
Brown influenced by Rick James 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, Hyman
Killed herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad say
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he

As the blunt ash into the ash tray
I could see my life fly past me
Did I, 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
I see my whole life fly past me?
I'm did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything else you wanna know, ask me

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

David was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Brothers was layin' down the percussions
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana cried
Many said that she was laughin' inside

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
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 whole fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me?

John F. Kennedy's, dealt with treachery
It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci
She's what a be, the death of Ennis 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 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 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 it classy?
Anything you wanna know, just ask me?

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