The Saga-Cormega

[ti:The Saga] [ar:Cormega] [al:Raw Forever] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Saga (传说) - Cormega [00:01.20]Yo Mega man whats the deal son [00:02.89]Yo son whattup [00:03.97]Yo man I'm just sittin' here [00:05.09]Zonin' out thinkin' about how life is [00:07.14]Yo life's general for us you know how we livin' out here you know [00:11.01] [00:11.55]Things we go through man why we gotta go through this life [00:14.88] [00:15.41]Life is an interlude to death son you ever thought about that [00:18.80] [00:21.49]The saga begins [00:22.35]I'm a reflection of the drama within [00:24.70]The ghetto I live in ni**a's Moms on crack [00:27.76] [00:28.56]Pops just disappeared [00:29.79]The first time you get locked up who really cares [00:32.34]I see a little snotty nosed kid with his sneakers on backwards [00:35.68]Sleep on a mattress When I go to make a sale [00:38.41]At times I wonder are we goin' straight to Hell [00:40.89]Or does God realize we're tryin' to make it as well [00:43.91]My sleep is interrupted by food on the stove [00:46.28] [00:46.94]Not gun shots we're immune to those [00:49.39]Some of my friends' first bids are two to fours [00:52.29]Others on the run with huge rewards [00:54.43] [00:55.08]Mothers watch sons walk through the doors [00:57.38]For the last time 'till they go view at the morgue [01:00.15]Life is deep we all just tryin' to eat [01:02.77]Rap's a mental narcotic I supply the streets [01:05.28]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [01:08.22] [01:08.99]And tears shed for passed soldiers [01:10.97] [01:11.73]We all walk in a path chosen [01:13.54] [01:14.47]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [01:16.68]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [01:19.33]But I can get richer off the tracks [01:21.12]I flow on I'd be lyin' if [01:22.84]I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [01:24.70] [01:25.74]Look at my life [01:27.12]Life ain't fair Shorty pregnant with nowhere to live [01:29.83]Sleepin' in a crackhouse [01:30.99]Cause she don't got no relatives [01:32.30]Her friends wanna drink brew and beef about whose sale it is [01:35.25]Now she's gettin' hungry she smell the m*******a scent [01:37.76]I paint a picture vividly [01:38.71]As if Picasso's spirit entered me Starin' at the Heavens secluded in a tinted jeep [01:43.09]I'm sick of hearin' eulogies I realize my ni**a [01:46.08]Blue is a reminder of my past like Greek ruins [01:48.43]Yet his seed keeps bloomin' Unaffected by police intrusions [01:52.38]Or street illusions we were consumed wit' [01:54.68]I've even grown away from people I grew wit' [01:57.94]I mean we cool but I don't need to b******t [02:00.21]My mood could switch easily from smooth to ruthless [02:02.93]We ain't built the same so mind games are useless [02:05.62]Times change like the climate I change [02:08.35] [02:08.93]Check the forecast I reign [02:10.74]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [02:13.53] [02:14.34]And tears shed for passed soldiers [02:16.23] [02:17.06]We all walk in a path chosen [02:18.95] [02:19.85]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [02:22.11]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [02:24.79]But I can get richer off the tracks [02:26.52]I flow on I'd be lyin' if [02:28.16]I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [02:30.12] [02:31.11]Look at my life [02:31.80] [02:33.11]Live niggas I rep for deceased [02:34.78]I pour Moet for Those incarcerated [02:36.89]My heart is wit' y'all [02:38.07]I know at times it gets hard behind penitentiary bars [02:41.23]Then once free you realize you're mentally scarred [02:43.58]If not physically if subjected to correctional facilities [02:46.66]Prepare for your future to the best of your ability [02:49.23]Prosper otherwise [02:51.00]You've been conquered [02:51.81]Blowin' up your mother's phone so she can send you a box [02:54.44]Son [02:54.80]I sit inside my residence [02:56.06]And thank God I'm blessed with this poetical gift evident [02:59.24]In every [02:59.60]Ghetto like graffiti and crack sales [03:01.60]And cabs that won't stop for black males [03:03.49]Undercovers givin' younger brothers bad stares [03:06.23]Fours clap dogs crap in the grass here [03:08.52]You love to hear the story son the saga began here [03:11.08]MCs are fictitious yet the actual facts here [03:13.69]Like the Bible said Jesus had napped hair [03:16.19]Look at my life you see white coke and black roses [03:18.90] [03:19.77]And tears shed for passed soldiers [03:21.69] [03:22.46]We all walk in a path chosen [03:24.44] [03:25.17]From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered [03:27.60]I still got the black ski mask to throw on [03:30.20]But I can get richer off the tracks [03:32.01]I flow on I'd be lyin' if [03:33.69]I said I wasn't hustlin' no more [03:35.69] [03:36.58]Look at my life