(Man talking) Yo Mega man, whats the deal son? (Mega) Yo son, whattup? (Man) Yo, I'm just sittin' here, zonin' out, thinkin' about how life is yo, life's general for us, you know? how we livin' out here, you know, things we go through man, why we gotta go through this life? (Mega) Life is an interlude to death son, you ever thought about that? [Verse 1] The saga begins I'm a reflection of the drama within the ghetto I live in, niggas Moms on crack, Pops just disappeared the first time you get locked up who really cares? I see a little snotty nosed with his sneakers on backwards sleepin' on a mattress when I go to make a sale at times I wonder, are we goin' straight to Hell? or does God realize we're tryin' to make it as well my sleep is interrupted by food on the stove not gun shots, we're immune to those some of my friends first bids are two to fours others are on the run with huge rewards Mothers watch Son's walk through the door for the last time 'till they go view at the morgue life is deep, we all just tryin' to eat rap's a mental narcotic, I supply the streets [Chorus] Look at my life, you see white coke and black roses and tears shed for passed soldiers we all walkin' the path chosen from the cradle 'till the casket's lowered I still got the black ski mask to throw on but I can get richer off the tracks I flow on I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more look at my life.. [Verse 2] Life ain't fair, shorty pregnant with nowhere to live sleepin' in a <b>...</b>
Cormega
The
Saga
Realness
Da
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