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, man lost his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, took his
And then it to a Diamond ring
Now he watches his son shine
I just thought about that, while I sit here in this ash tray, yeah

The makin' of a mad band, intricate of DeVante Swing
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James
Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes
Prince Alexander O'Neal 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, was bad they say
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it or keep it classy?
And will the money and fame out 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 gangsta or keep it
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me

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

David was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Funk Brothers was down the percussions
When Flo from the died, Diana Ross cried
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 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 whole life fly me?
I'm askin' did I it gangsta 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 be, the death of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery
Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington, is sabotaging them

Watch out for the
Troutman killed his brother Roger Troutman
Then he killed himself, that's the end of
And I wouldn't change a thing, mistakes of the
This is what from their pain from their hurt we gain
An exchange

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

even allowed to go to the premier
Could'ya'believe that?, couldn't go to to her joint
Man, you know they were back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah