Blunt Ashes Lyrics

Blunt Ashes lyrics

Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley

Got blazed before they told stories

I'ma get blazed before I tell y'all stories



I saw on TV today, this man lost his son, his son died

So he had him cremated, took his ashes

And then made it to a Diamond ring

Now he watches his son shine everyday

I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah



The makin' of a mad band, intricate stories of DeVante Swing

Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean

Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes

Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome



But Alex was puttin' coke in his nose, **** whylin'

Could be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman

Killed herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad they say

Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings



As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray

I could see my whole life fly past me

Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

And will the money and fame out last me?



The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray

Will I see my whole life fly past me?

I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

Did I? Anything else you wanna know, just ask me



Sam trusted Womack with his main lady

He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you repay me?'

A change gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so much

Marvin said, 'No mountain's high enough, fly stuff'



David Ruffin was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions

While the Funk Brothers was layin' down the percussions

When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried

Many people said that she was laughin' inside



As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray

I could see my whole life fly past me

Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

And will the money and fame out last me?



The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray

Will I see my whole life fly past me?

I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

Did I? Anything else you wanna know, just ask me?



John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with treachery

It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals

She's what a temptress be, the death of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery

Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington, someone is sabotaging them



Watch out for the traps

Larry Troutman killed his brother Roger Troutman

Then he killed himself, that's the end of Zapp

And I wouldn't change a thing, mistakes of the greats

This is what came from their pain from their hurt we gain

An unfair exchange



As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray

I could see my whole life fly past me

Did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

And will the money and fame out last me?



The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray

Will I see my whole life fly past me?

I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?

Anything else you wanna know, just ask me?



Wasn't even allowed to go to the premier

Could'ya'believe that?, couldn't go to premier to her joint

Man, you know they were strong back then man

Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah