Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga

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

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

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

Look at my life, you see white coke and roses
And tears for passed soldiers
We all walkin' the chosen
From the cradle 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 if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more
at my life

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

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

Look at my life, you see coke and black roses
And shed for passed soldiers
We all the path chosen
the cradle 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 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 know at times it hard behind penetentiary bars
Then once free you realize you're scarred
If not physically, if subjected to facilities
Prepare for future to the best of your ability
Prosper, otherwise you've been
Blowin' up her mobile so she can send you a box

Son, I sit inside my
And thank God I'm blessed with this poetical gift evident in
like graffiti and crack sales
And cabs that won't for black males
Undercovers younger brothers bad stares
Fours clap, dogs crap in the here
You to hear the story son, the saga began here
are fictitious yet there's actual facts here
Like the Bible said had napped hair'

Look at my life, you see white coke and black
And tears shed for soldiers
We all walkin' the path
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
at my life