The Saga (Explicit)-Cormega

[ti:The Saga] [ar:Cormega] [al:The Realness] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Saga (传说) (Explicit) - Cormega [00:00.96]Yo Mega man what's the deal son [00:02.96]Yo son whattup [00:03.56]Yo I'm just sittin' here zoning out [00:05.72]Thinking about how life is [00:07.07]Yo life's general for us you know [00:09.15]How we livin' out here you know [00:11.31]Things we go through man [00:12.66]Why we gotta go through this life [00:15.04]Life is an interlude to death son [00:17.55]You ever thought about that [00:19.33] [00:21.43]The saga begins [00:22.11]I'm a reflection of the drama within [00:23.71] [00:24.53]The ghetto I live in niggas Moms on crack [00:28.09]Pops just disappeared [00:29.81]The first time you get locked up [00:31.55]Who really cares [00:32.27]I see a little snotty nosed [00:33.74]With his sneakers on backwards [00:34.84] [00:35.46]Sleepin' on a mattress [00:36.79]When I go to make a sale [00:38.45]At times I wonder are we goin' straight to Hell [00:41.02]Or does God realize [00:42.11]We're tryin' to make it as well [00:43.70]My sleep is interrupted by food on the stove [00:45.78] [00:46.92]Not gun shots we're immune to those [00:48.94]Some of my friends first bids are two to fours [00:52.29]Others are on the run with huge rewards [00:55.03]Mothers watch Son's walk through the door [00:57.36]For the last time 'till they go view at the morgue [01:00.15]Life is deep we all just tryin' to eat [01:02.70]Rap's a mental narcotic I supply the streets [01:05.14]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [01:07.93]And tears shed for passed soldiers [01:10.82]We all walkin' the path chosen [01:13.26] [01:14.43]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [01:16.61]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [01:19.22]But I can get richer off the tracks I flow on [01:21.91]I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [01:24.85]Look at my life [01:26.83]Life ain't fair shorty pregnant with nowhere to live [01:29.80]Sleepin' in a crackhouse 'cause [01:30.95]She don't got no relatives [01:32.05]Her friends wanna drink brew [01:33.24]And beef about who's sale it is [01:35.33]Now she's gettin' hungry [01:36.14]She smells the m*******a scent [01:37.40]I paint a picture vividly [01:38.72]As if Picasso's spirit entered me [01:40.33]Starin' at the Heavens secluded in a tinted jeep [01:42.77]I'm sick of hearin' eulogies [01:44.05]I realize my ni**a Blue is - a reminder of [01:47.24]My past like Greek ruins [01:48.42]Yet his seek keeps bloomin' [01:49.59]Uneffected by police intrusions [01:51.43] [01:52.00]Or street illusions we were consumed wit' [01:54.66]I've even grown away from people I grew wit' [01:57.01] [01:57.87]I mean we cool but I don't need to b******t [02:00.21]My mood could switch easily from smooth to ruthless [02:02.65] [02:03.20]We ain't built the same so mind games are useless [02:05.40]Times change like the climate I change [02:08.09]Check the forecast I reign [02:10.70]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [02:13.21] [02:14.02]And tears shed for passed soldiers [02:16.66]We all walkin' the path chosen [02:18.97] [02:19.87]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [02:22.13]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [02:24.77]But I can get richer off the tracks I flow on [02:27.36]I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [02:30.15]Look at my life [02:33.08]Live niggas I rep for deceased I pour Moet for [02:35.58]Those incarcerated my heart is wit' y'all [02:38.10]I know at times it gets hard behind penetentiary bars [02:40.94]Then once free you realize you're mentally scarred [02:42.94] [02:43.53]If not physically if subjected to correctional facilities [02:46.10]Prepare for your future to the best of [02:48.56]Your ability prosper otherwise [02:50.15] [02:50.87]You've been conquered [02:51.94]Blowin' up her mobile phone so she can send you a box [02:54.64]Son I sit inside my residence [02:56.43]And thank God I'm blessed with this poetical [02:58.24]Gift evident in every [02:59.60]Ghetto like graffiti and crack sales [03:00.82]And cabs that won't stop for Black Males [03:03.06]Undercovers givin' younger Brothers bad stares [03:05.27]Fours clap Dogs crap in the grass here [03:08.30]You love to hear the story Son the saga began here [03:10.93]MC are fictitious yet there's actual facts here [03:13.18]Like the Bible said Jesus had napped hair [03:15.68]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [03:18.46] [03:19.86]And tears shed for passed soldiers [03:22.59]We all walkin' the path chosen [03:25.30]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [03:27.47]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [03:30.07]But I can get richer off the tracks I flow on [03:32.77]I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [03:35.28] [03:36.53]Look at my life