Back To The Sagas chords and lyrics - KLASHNEKOFF

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
They call me the tortured [Em]soldier,
I walk with the weight of the world on my shoulder
Bet [C]an all star, been to hell and back but
only [Em]stayed for a little short night over
Now I'm back to the road where it's colder,
chip on my shoulder, blitz on a holster
A [C]bit older, a little bit wiser,
still [Em]a bit bitter blood but fuck
Kaiser
It's a minor, while me,
I'm only making news that's major
[C]That's why you won't
see no manager
Cause [Em]the first one tried
to swipe my paper
And the label, they didn't cater
Talking to man like some dictator
[C]So I kicked out and told them later
Slowly but [Em]surely began to self cater
First it was hard,
then a couple months later I was making the paper
But an[C]other manager and
she was okay but
[Em]But, let's just say that she gave up
At the time I was promoting my album
So the outcome of
Lionheart's is a slow [C]buzz
But to keep it real
I was [Em]never feelin' that album
from day one
God, that weren't my ting
Just a quick ting that me and
Buddha shoulda got paid from
But [C]it took over a year and a half
So between [Em]me and
Buddha it caused complication
Six months passed,
there was no conversation
Just pure back and forth hatin'
Then, [C]then the phone call got made
And it all [Em]got ended in one
conversation
That's when I found out
When they peed all life
When they put the whole
album out blatin'
[C]I didn't feel the enragement
Then I made the statement
[Em]If they got a payment then
Fuck it, let's take it
I could take those peas and put
it into the foundation
[C]God, that was the mixtape
That was supposed to give the
[Em]whole team after big break
But certain man were moving a bit bait
So we held meetings over at
Scripps place
But [C]instead of keeping it real
Man was hold[Em]ing it in like a
punch to the rib cage
Meanwhile I'm keeping it moving
Investing like over six jibs [C]mate
That's when we got the email
Saying man [Em]didn't want to
be a part of the click save
So the door for the wall video
The
PR, the photoshoot, the gig dates
[C]The effort that was put in by the click
Their hopes [Em]and shit all
ended in a big waste
So I retreated back to the bits
My mind in business in bits and [C]pieces
Inside I was going skits
In the back [Em]of my head,
a new script needed my help
But I was wounded and bleeded,
liquid and weeded
And then one evening while
I [C]was sleeping
Walked to the sounds of the street
[Em]s and they were speaking
They said, rise to your feet,
you're a chosen leader
You can't be beaten,
but you gotta take it back
[C]Back to the start like
Eden
[Em]And now it's that [C]season[Em][C]
[Em]It's back to the
Sardis
Back, back, back
It's gone back
[C]Back, [Em]back
It's gone back
Back to the art
Back, back
Back to the style
Back, [C]back
Back to the dramas
[Em]It's back to the
Sardis