Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga

Yo mega man, what's the deal
Yo son, up?
Yo man, I'm sittin' here zonin' out, thinkin' about how life is
Yo, life's general for us, you
How we out here, you know?
Things we going man, why we gotta go through this life?
You know, life is an to death, son
You ever thought that?

The saga begins, I'm a of the drama within
The ghetto I live in, niggas moms on crack, pops disappeared
The first time you get locked up, who really
I see a little nosed with his sneakers on backwards
Sleepin' on a mattress when I go to make a
At times I wonder, are we straight to hell?
Or does God realize we're to make it as well

My is interrupted by food on the stove
Not gun shots, we're immune to
Some of my first bids are two to fours
Others are on the run huge rewards
Mothers watch son's walk through the
For the time till they go view at the morgue
Life is deep, we all just to eat
Rap's a mental narcotic, I the streets

Look at my life, you see white coke and black
And shed for passed soldiers
We all walkin' the chosen
From the till the casket's lowered
I still got the black ski mask to on
But I can get richer off the tracks I on
I'd be lyin' if I said I hustlin' no more
Look at my

Life ain't fair, shorty pregnant with nowhere to
Sleepin' in a crackhouse 'cause she don't got no
Her friends wanna brew and beef about who's sale it is
Now she's gettin' hungry, she the marijuana scent
I paint a picture vividly as if spirit entered me
Starin' at the heavens, secluded in a tinted
I'm sick of eulogies, I realize my nigga blue is a reminder
Of my past like greek ruins yet his seek keeps

Uneffected by police
Or street illusions we were consumed
I've even grown away from I grew with
I mean we cool, but I don't to bullshit
My could switch easily from smooth to ruthless
We ain't built the so mind games are useless
change, like the climate I change
Check the forecast, I

Look at my life, you see white coke and black
And tears shed for passed
We all the path chosen
From the till the casket's lowered
I got the black ski mask to throw on
But I can get richer off the I flow on
I'd be lyin' if I I wasn't hustlin' no more
at my life

Live I rep for, deceased, I pour moet for
incarcerated, my heart is with y'all
I at times it gets hard behind penetentiary bars
Then once free you you're mentally scarred
If not physically, if subjected to correctional
Prepare for your future to the best of ability
Prosper, you've been conquered
Blowin' up her mobile so she can send you a box

Son, I sit inside my
And thank God I'm with this poetical gift evident in every
like graffiti and crack sales
And cabs that won't stop for black
Undercovers givin' brothers bad stares
Fours clap, dogs in the grass here
You love to the story son, the saga began here
MC's are fictitious yet there's actual here
Like the Bible 'Jesus had napped hair'

Look at my life, you see white and black roses
And shed for passed soldiers
We all walkin' the path
From the cradle the casket's lowered
I got the black ski mask to throw on
But I can get off the tracks I flow on
I'd be if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more
Look at my