Blunt Ashes lyrics

Artist  : Nas 
Song : Blunt Ashes



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 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