Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga

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

The saga begins, I'm a reflection of the within
The ghetto I live in, niggas moms on crack, pops disappeared
The first time you get locked up, who cares?
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 goin' straight to
Or does God realize we're tryin' to make it as

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

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

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

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

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

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

Son, I sit my residence
And thank God I'm blessed this poetical gift evident in every
Ghetto like and crack sales
And that won't stop for black males
Undercovers givin' younger brothers bad
Fours clap, crap in the grass here
You love to the story son, the saga began here
are fictitious yet there's actual facts here
Like the Bible said 'Jesus had hair'

Look at my life, you see coke and black roses
And tears shed for passed
We all the path chosen
the cradle till 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 lyin' if I I wasn't hustlin' no more
Look at my