Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga

Yo mega man, what's the deal
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 gotta go this life?
You know, is an interlude to death, son
You ever thought about

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

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

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

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

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

Look at my life, you see coke 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 richer off the tracks I on
I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't no more
Look at my

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

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

Look at my life, you see white and black roses
And tears shed for soldiers
We all the path chosen
From the cradle till the 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 hustlin' no more
Look at my