[Intro: Nas]
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Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley
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got blazed before they told stories
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I´ma get blazed before I tell y´all stories
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I saw on tv today, this man lost his son, his son died
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So he had him cremated, took his ashes, and then made it to a Diamond ring
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Now he watches his son shine everyday
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I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yea
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[Verse 1: Nas]
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The makin´ of a mad band
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Intricate stories of DeVante Swing
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Ava Gardner, the crashin´ of James Dean
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Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..
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Prince wanted Alexander O´Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
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But Alex was puttin´ coke in his nose, nigga whylin´
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Could be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman
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Killed herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad they say
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Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings
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[HooK: Nas]
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As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
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I could see my whole life fly past me
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Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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And will the money and fame out last me?
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The blunt´s ash falls down in the ash tray
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Will I see my whole life fly past me?
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I´m askin´ did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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Did I?, anything else you wanna know, just wanna ask me?
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[Verse 2: Nas]
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Sam trusted Womack with his main lady
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He tossin´ in the grave, like, "this is how you repay me"?
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A change gon´ come, wish you didn´t trust me so much
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Marvin said "no mountain´s high enough, fly stuff"
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David Ruffin was punchin´ Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
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While the Funk Brothers was layin´ down the percussion
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When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
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Many people said that she was laughin´ inside
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[HooK: Nas]
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As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
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I could see my whole life fly past me
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Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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And will the money and fame out last me?
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The blunt´s ash falls down in the ash tray
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Will I see my whole life fly past me?
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I´m askin´ did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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Did I?, anything else you wanna know, just wanna ask me?
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[Verse 3: Nas]
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John F. Kennedy´s, enemies dealt with treachery
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It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals
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She´s what a temptress be
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The death of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery
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Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington
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Someone is sabotaging them
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Watch out for the traps
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Larry Troutman killed his brother Roger Troutman
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Then he killed himself, that´s the end of Zapp
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And I wouldn´t change a thing, mistakes of the greats
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This is what came from their pain
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From their hurt we gain, an unfair exchange
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[HooK: Nas]
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As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
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I could see my whole life fly past me
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Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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And will the money and fame out last me?
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The blunt´s ash falls down in the ash tray
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Will I see my whole life fly past me?
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I´m askin´ did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
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[Outro: Nas (over the hook)]
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I could smell old bogey cigars
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Long record perfumes, smellin´ just as sweet, ha-ha
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Me and my wife K, flyin´ in a drop-top like Ruby and Ottis Davis baby
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Knaw´mean?, yo man, I get smoked out, and start thinkin´ about
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Patty McDaniels got a Oscar, for playin´ Mami in ´Gone With The Wind´
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And she didn´t get allowed, wasn´t even allowed to go to the premier
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Could´ya´believe that?, couldn´t go to premier to her joint
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Tssk. man, you know they were strong back then man
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Blunt from my ash tray, nothin´ gon´ to live past me, yea, yea, yea
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Blunt Ashes (Album Ver. - Explicit)
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