Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex
Got blazed before told stories
get blazed 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 made it to a Diamond ring
Now he his son shine everyday
I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in ash tray, yeah

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 Alexander to be Morris Day or Jerome

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

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

Sam trusted Womack his main lady
He in the grave, like, 'This is how you repay me?'
A change gon' come, wish you didn't 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' the percussions
When Flo the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many said that she was laughin' inside

As the ash falls 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 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 it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me?

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

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

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

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

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