Yo, I wonder if Langston Hughes and Alex Haley
got blazed before they told stories
I'm 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 (Nas):]
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, nigga 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 free fall from a balcony, he sways
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 wanna ask me?
[Verse 2 (Nas):]
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 percussion
When Flo from the Supremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said that she was laughin' inside (why)
[Verse 3 (Nas):]
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
[Outro (Nas, over the hook):]
I could smell old bogey cigars
Long record perfumes, smellin' just as sweet, ha-ha
Me and my wife K, flyin' in a drop-top like Ruby and Ottis Davis baby
Knaw'mean? Yo, man. I get smoked out, and start thinkin' about
Hattie McDaniel's got a Oscar, for playin' Mammy in 'Gone With The Wind'
And she didn't get allowed, wasn't even allowed to go to the premier
Could you believe that? Couldn't go to premier to her joint
Tssk. Man, you know they were strong back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Roll On, John
Roll, roll, roll on John, Don't you roll so slow. How can I roll when the wheels won't roll? I asked that girl, won't you be my wife? She fell on her knees,she began
Venice breeding shy chimeras Of sex and violence In the purple evening silence Venice dreaming of a partner Fills your hands with breasts of marble From the cradle to the table Coax this naked treasure from Your
Turd On The Run
Grabbed hold of your coat tail but it come off in my hand, I reached for your lapel but it weren't sewn on so grand. Begged, promised anything if only you would
Из Японии японцы Запускают утром солнце. И в антициклоне Солнце фирмы "Сони" Катится по небу над Москвой. Если б я был марафонцем - Побежал за этим солнцем, Но я люблю другое Солнце дорогое - Я ведь ослеплён одной тобой. Днём
На огромном небе звезд невидимо Посмотри на мир наш удивительный Это наше небо, наша Родина Во Вселенной мы не посторонние Мы растём, мы движемся стремительно Мы отслеживаем все события Мы исследователи и романтики Скоро будем покорять галактики Мир