[Intro: Divine]
Yo, (Yo), New York City, (New York City), Brooklyn, (Brooklyn)
What's going on baby, (What's going on baby)
Know what I'm saying, I'm back, (Know what I'm saying, I'm back)
(This is my saga), Divine Allah pa, (Divine Allah pa)
(This is my saga), Straight up, (Straight up)
(This is my saga), Appear out of nowhere, its like that. (This is my saga)
[1st Verse: Divine]
This is critical, massive light, what masters write/
Blasting mics, for cash, it's my last device
'Till I pass my life on, next form, I'm gone/
My stress gone, I left songs, for the blessed to get on
I'm a powerful poet, pound for pound, my town know it/
Round for round, I blow it, this soloist now to sew it
Until my solar's eclipsed, yo I'm zoning and blowing this/
They know when I'm holding this, flowing sick, and doeing chips
I got loads to spit, leave hoes froze when I blow a kiss/
Wit' soldiers click, not only for doe, my soul's in this
I clutch grands, and trust no man, touch no hands/
Cause niggas try to size you up, to fry you up
The guise is up, I'm wise what up, they time is up/
This divine sire erupt, live, and fire 'em up
To kill that weak rap, these niggas speak that, but we don't need that/
Keep the feedback, delete that, I'll make you bleed black
Believe that, my saga is on, eye of the storm/
A lot of turbulence, and my burners spit the murderous. (The verdict is)
[Hook 1X: Divine]
This is my saga (ugh), beg ya pardon, the high author (yeah)/
Allah's martyr, the most honorable persona (what)
Wit' hard drama (ugh), played out, the stage out (yeah)/
'Till my name's out, blaze out, 'till the games out (what)
This is my saga (ugh), beg ya pardon, the high author (yeah)/
Allah's martyr, the most honorable persona (what)
Wit' hard drama (ugh), played out, the stage out (yeah)/
'Till my name's out, blaze out, 'till my reigns out (what)
[2nd Verse Intro: Divine]
(This is my saga), cause niggas ain't trying to hear that bullshit, 'nah mean
(This is my saga), that righteous emcee shit, what the fuck you can tell me
(This is my saga), niggas is grinding out man, getting this paper
(This is my saga), straight up doeing out, what the fuck you saying
[2nd Verse: Divine]
What I been through, I lived through, I sinned through/
The sinful, criminal, vivid and visual
Wishful I win too, no pain there's no gain, there's no aim/
Behold the flow it'll blow out your brains
My living's been scarred, prison bars, yards, I'm God/
Envision my moms, addicted, yo it's wicked, I'm calm
Too many tears, too many years, too many bears/
Too many broads, too many flaws, through many doors
I came, and entered the game, and centered my flame/
And let off, remember my name, forever I reign
Level the field, this rebel is real, what's left to reveal/
I dead 'em wit' steel, whether rap or gatting I peel
The masses are veiled, can't see advanced degrees/
Who this man could be, answer me, candidly
Prophet or not, poet wit' props, they know it or not/
I blow up the spot, let 'em know this flower is hot
[Hook 1X]
[3rd Verse: Divine]
I cried when my moms died, young age, young stage/
Of life that I went through, but no fear for what death do
Wasn't physical, but mental, karma she went through/
Drama 'ill test you, but moms never left you
I bless you, let it be known, it's written I zone/
I spit in a poem, and sin 'till I'm sitting you home
I lost your love, caress, a mother's finesse/
Ain't nothing close to or next, yo I love her to death
Nothing less, but always more, always score/
Get doe, wet that flow, and always raw
Been hell since I was twelve, I been held back/
Been held crack, and been held gats, in cells was trapped
Ten years in the feds severe, '92/
'90s flew, I tell you what this crime can do
To be released from the beast, reach and spark a pen/
I re-emerge and return and my saga spin
[Hook 2X]
[Outro: Divine]
(This is my saga), yo I feel what you saying, 'nah mean
(This is my saga), you came from this, you came from that, your sagas real
(This is my saga), but yo e'ybody can't rap, play ball, whatever, you know
(This is my saga), drugs is all we got, this all they give us
(This is my saga), straight up, niggas is doing off, Benzing out
(This is my saga), yo we trying live man
(This is my saga), but I hear you baby, do your thing son
(This is my saga), keep it moving, hold us down
(This is my saga), rep it strong, word
© 2005 4th Letter Music (BMI)/Supreme Music Publishing (BMI)
