Chris Webber - Blunt Ashes lyrics

[Intro] Yo, I wonder if Langston Hughes and Alex Haley Got blazed before they told stories I'mma 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 [Verse 1] The making 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 putting coke in his nose, n***a whylin' Could be a myth, but I swear that the source was close Phyllis Hyman k**ed herself, it was crazy Mommy was bad they say Donny Hathaway free-fall from a balcony, he swings [Hook] 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 cla**y? And will the money and fame outlast me? The blunts ash falls down in the ash tray Well, I see my whole life fly past me I'm asking, did I keep it gangsta or keep it cla**y? Did I? Anything else you wanna know, just ask me [Verse 2] Sam trusted Womack with his main lady He tossing 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' Tammi Terrell Gave her concussions While the Funk Brothers was laying down the percussion When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried Many people said that she was laughin' inside [Hook] [Verse 3] John F. Kennedy's enemies dealt with treachery It interests me. Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals She's what a temptress be The d**h of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery! Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington Someone is sabotaging 'em Watch out for the traps Larry Troutman k**ed his brother Roger Troutman Then he k**ed 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 [Hook] [Outro] I could smell old bogey cigars Long record perfumes, smelling just as sweet Me and my wife K, flying in a drop-top Like Ruby and Ossie Davis, baby – know what I mean? Yo, man, I get smoked out, and start thinking 'bout Hattie McDaniel got a Oscar For playing Mammy in "Gone with the Wind" And she didn't get allowed Wasn't even allowed to go to the premier Believe that? Couldn't go to premier to her joint Man, you know they were strong back then, man Blunt from my ash tray, nothing gon' to live past me, yeah