| Song | Saga 2000 |
| Artist | Kheops |
| Album | Sad Hill Impact |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (feat. Dreddy Kruger, Faf Larage, Prodigal Sunn) | |
| [Intro: Dreddy Kruger] | |
| Yeah, back up in here again | |
| From Medina to Marseille | |
| You know what I'm sayin? La Saga 2000 | |
| Takin Francs to the bank | |
| [Dreddy Kruger] "Dreddy Kruger" | |
| [Chorus 1: Dreddy Kruger] | |
| Up in Sad Hill, IAM, the Sunz of Man | |
| Royal Fam rule, IAM, you know the jam | |
| Faf Larage, wrapped in camouflage | |
| Hip-hop in Mars to Medina is fuckin large | |
| [Chorus 2: Faf Larage] | |
| Ici la Sad Hill, IAM et Sunz of Man, Royal Fam | |
| Faf Larage sur son frein | |
| La Saga 2000 pour te remetre à la page | |
| Hip-hop, international de bic et Mars | |
| [Dreddy Kruger] | |
| I can't see a thing, but I care | |
| A mouse piss on cotton, my style is rotten | |
| Spoiled by vets who Protect they Necks | |
| Do the knowledge to the mathematical slang that's handsome | |
| Funny hot dogs get played at the speed of fast forward | |
| For comin toward me with that bullshit, I'm from Bushwick | |
| 7-1-8, get it straight, you're fake | |
| I slap the shit outta you with your own fuckin tape | |
| Dreddy Kruger from New York, Faf Larage go ahead and elaborate | |
| [Faf Larage] | |
| Sunz of Man, IAM, Royal Fam, Conquête et Faf Larage | |
| Un Pacte de rhymes larges, Bic et Mars connecte | |
| Je vois les fraimes suspectes, c'est ce qui me ralèche, texte | |
| Cette shit est worldwide | |
| Coeur sfou le son a font, c'est chaud qu'on y aille | |
| Optimisé pac mick c'est high quand je taille | |
| En amorcement voilà c'que c'est, c'est d'rester un exemple | |
| Concrée d'un petit qui vient de la rue | |
| Pour ceux qui avaient pas le choix, pour ceux qui croient | |
| Pour ceux qui voulaient reussir mais qu'on a bridé en bas | |
| Pour ceux qui croient que notre place est dans des usines ou des prisons | |
| On vous chie dessus, vise les sommets avec les notre et on y prend dessus | |
| [Timbo King: cut and scratched] "From Medina to Marseille" | |
| [Chorus 3 x2: Prodigal Sunn] | |
| We movin on strong, learnin right from wrong | |
| When you dead, buried and gone, yo the world goes on | |
| You see, life is like a Sad Hill song, some blast chrome | |
| The ghetto is a place that we all call home | |
| [Prodigal Sunn] | |
| It's the universal Sun-splash, when the guns blast | |
| So run fast, some knights saw the blood and hash, green grass | |
| A team of solid brass load a machine for task | |
| Reminice about the days when I schemed for cash | |
| Thought that was the past, never thought my dreams would pass | |
| Havin a flashback, I was a king, movin to jazz | |
| Vocal pizazz, every word is sharp as the last | |
| We move in dark mass, tune as a harp, we mind cast | |
| Keep my body fast, like a whirlwind, of Tai Chi | |
| It's the alley do-or-die emcee, one man assembly | |
| I simply, came to rock this M-I-C | |
| Endevour to be the greatest livin form of energy | |
| [Faf Larage] | |
| Sur la vie, comme une mélodie triste mais demain juré | |
| J'en ferai la symphonie de mes tripes | |
| Pour ceux qui ne savent pas lire | |
| Y faut qui puisse m'entendre, écrit pour ceux qui comprennent | |
| Qui faut s'en sortir ensemble | |
| Écrit pour ceux qui veulent niqué le rap | |
| On sent que certains naz ont plus d'impact et gunshot | |
| [Prodigal Sunn] | |
| I spit my shit like a hurricane | |
| Tearin your frame, sparin your family name | |
| Strange and insane from a lifetime of pain | |
| Used to roll dice on the train, precise in the game | |
| Fuck your ice, fame and shame, I splice juguler vain | |
| Spit that W slang bang, witness the bloodstain | |
| The flood came, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Yo, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| [Chorus 3] | |
| [Chorus 1] | |
| [Chorus 3: last 2 lines only] | |
| [Outro: Dreddy Kruger (Prodigal Sunn)] | |
| Marseille.. Marseille. | |
| That's how we do it (It's just that world that we live in) | |
| Francs to the bank (We got plans to live large) | |
| La Saga 2000 (We got plans to live large) | |
| Yea, yea, Kheops (It's just that world that we live in |
| feat. Dreddy Kruger, Faf Larage, Prodigal Sunn | |
| Intro: Dreddy Kruger | |
| Yeah, back up in here again | |
| From Medina to Marseille | |
| You know what I' m sayin? La Saga 2000 | |
| Takin Francs to the bank | |
| Dreddy Kruger " Dreddy Kruger" | |
| Chorus 1: Dreddy Kruger | |
| Up in Sad Hill, IAM, the Sunz of Man | |
| Royal Fam rule, IAM, you know the jam | |
| Faf Larage, wrapped in camouflage | |
| Hiphop in Mars to Medina is fuckin large | |
| Chorus 2: Faf Larage | |
| Ici la Sad Hill, IAM et Sunz of Man, Royal Fam | |
| Faf Larage sur son frein | |
| La Saga 2000 pour te remetre a la page | |
| Hiphop, international de bic et Mars | |
| Dreddy Kruger | |
| I can' t see a thing, but I care | |
| A mouse piss on cotton, my style is rotten | |
| Spoiled by vets who Protect they Necks | |
| Do the knowledge to the mathematical slang that' s handsome | |
| Funny hot dogs get played at the speed of fast forward | |
| For comin toward me with that bullshit, I' m from Bushwick | |
| 718, get it straight, you' re fake | |
| I slap the shit outta you with your own fuckin tape | |
| Dreddy Kruger from New York, Faf Larage go ahead and elaborate | |
| Faf Larage | |
| Sunz of Man, IAM, Royal Fam, Conqu te et Faf Larage | |
| Un Pacte de rhymes larges, Bic et Mars connecte | |
| Je vois les fraimes suspectes, c' est ce qui me rale che, texte | |
| Cette shit est worldwide | |
| Coeur sfou le son a font, c' est chaud qu' on y aille | |
| Optimise pac mick c' est high quand je taille | |
| En amorcement voila c' que c' est, c' est d' rester un exemple | |
| Concre e d' un petit qui vient de la rue | |
| Pour ceux qui avaient pas le choix, pour ceux qui croient | |
| Pour ceux qui voulaient reussir mais qu' on a bride en bas | |
| Pour ceux qui croient que notre place est dans des usines ou des prisons | |
| On vous chie dessus, vise les sommets avec les notre et on y prend dessus | |
| Timbo King: cut and scratched " From Medina to Marseille" | |
| Chorus 3 x2: Prodigal Sunn | |
| We movin on strong, learnin right from wrong | |
| When you dead, buried and gone, yo the world goes on | |
| You see, life is like a Sad Hill song, some blast chrome | |
| The ghetto is a place that we all call home | |
| Prodigal Sunn | |
| It' s the universal Sunsplash, when the guns blast | |
| So run fast, some knights saw the blood and hash, green grass | |
| A team of solid brass load a machine for task | |
| Reminice about the days when I schemed for cash | |
| Thought that was the past, never thought my dreams would pass | |
| Havin a flashback, I was a king, movin to jazz | |
| Vocal pizazz, every word is sharp as the last | |
| We move in dark mass, tune as a harp, we mind cast | |
| Keep my body fast, like a whirlwind, of Tai Chi | |
| It' s the alley doordie emcee, one man assembly | |
| I simply, came to rock this MIC | |
| Endevour to be the greatest livin form of energy | |
| Faf Larage | |
| Sur la vie, comme une me lodie triste mais demain jure | |
| J' en ferai la symphonie de mes tripes | |
| Pour ceux qui ne savent pas lire | |
| Y faut qui puisse m' entendre, e crit pour ceux qui comprennent | |
| Qui faut s' en sortir ensemble | |
| É crit pour ceux qui veulent nique le rap | |
| On sent que certains naz ont plus d' impact et gunshot | |
| Prodigal Sunn | |
| I spit my shit like a hurricane | |
| Tearin your frame, sparin your family name | |
| Strange and insane from a lifetime of pain | |
| Used to roll dice on the train, precise in the game | |
| Fuck your ice, fame and shame, I splice juguler vain | |
| Spit that W slang bang, witness the bloodstain | |
| The flood came, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Yo, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Chorus 3: last 2 lines only | |
| Outro: Dreddy Kruger Prodigal Sunn | |
| Marseille.. Marseille. | |
| That' s how we do it It' s just that world that we live in | |
| Francs to the bank We got plans to live large | |
| La Saga 2000 We got plans to live large | |
| Yea, yea, Kheops It' s just that world that we live in |
| feat. Dreddy Kruger, Faf Larage, Prodigal Sunn | |
| Intro: Dreddy Kruger | |
| Yeah, back up in here again | |
| From Medina to Marseille | |
| You know what I' m sayin? La Saga 2000 | |
| Takin Francs to the bank | |
| Dreddy Kruger " Dreddy Kruger" | |
| Chorus 1: Dreddy Kruger | |
| Up in Sad Hill, IAM, the Sunz of Man | |
| Royal Fam rule, IAM, you know the jam | |
| Faf Larage, wrapped in camouflage | |
| Hiphop in Mars to Medina is fuckin large | |
| Chorus 2: Faf Larage | |
| Ici la Sad Hill, IAM et Sunz of Man, Royal Fam | |
| Faf Larage sur son frein | |
| La Saga 2000 pour te remetre à la page | |
| Hiphop, international de bic et Mars | |
| Dreddy Kruger | |
| I can' t see a thing, but I care | |
| A mouse piss on cotton, my style is rotten | |
| Spoiled by vets who Protect they Necks | |
| Do the knowledge to the mathematical slang that' s handsome | |
| Funny hot dogs get played at the speed of fast forward | |
| For comin toward me with that bullshit, I' m from Bushwick | |
| 718, get it straight, you' re fake | |
| I slap the shit outta you with your own fuckin tape | |
| Dreddy Kruger from New York, Faf Larage go ahead and elaborate | |
| Faf Larage | |
| Sunz of Man, IAM, Royal Fam, Conqu te et Faf Larage | |
| Un Pacte de rhymes larges, Bic et Mars connecte | |
| Je vois les fraimes suspectes, c' est ce qui me ralè che, texte | |
| Cette shit est worldwide | |
| Coeur sfou le son a font, c' est chaud qu' on y aille | |
| Optimisé pac mick c' est high quand je taille | |
| En amorcement voilà c' que c' est, c' est d' rester un exemple | |
| Concré e d' un petit qui vient de la rue | |
| Pour ceux qui avaient pas le choix, pour ceux qui croient | |
| Pour ceux qui voulaient reussir mais qu' on a bridé en bas | |
| Pour ceux qui croient que notre place est dans des usines ou des prisons | |
| On vous chie dessus, vise les sommets avec les notre et on y prend dessus | |
| Timbo King: cut and scratched " From Medina to Marseille" | |
| Chorus 3 x2: Prodigal Sunn | |
| We movin on strong, learnin right from wrong | |
| When you dead, buried and gone, yo the world goes on | |
| You see, life is like a Sad Hill song, some blast chrome | |
| The ghetto is a place that we all call home | |
| Prodigal Sunn | |
| It' s the universal Sunsplash, when the guns blast | |
| So run fast, some knights saw the blood and hash, green grass | |
| A team of solid brass load a machine for task | |
| Reminice about the days when I schemed for cash | |
| Thought that was the past, never thought my dreams would pass | |
| Havin a flashback, I was a king, movin to jazz | |
| Vocal pizazz, every word is sharp as the last | |
| We move in dark mass, tune as a harp, we mind cast | |
| Keep my body fast, like a whirlwind, of Tai Chi | |
| It' s the alley doordie emcee, one man assembly | |
| I simply, came to rock this MIC | |
| Endevour to be the greatest livin form of energy | |
| Faf Larage | |
| Sur la vie, comme une mé lodie triste mais demain juré | |
| J' en ferai la symphonie de mes tripes | |
| Pour ceux qui ne savent pas lire | |
| Y faut qui puisse m' entendre, é crit pour ceux qui comprennent | |
| Qui faut s' en sortir ensemble | |
| É crit pour ceux qui veulent niqué le rap | |
| On sent que certains naz ont plus d' impact et gunshot | |
| Prodigal Sunn | |
| I spit my shit like a hurricane | |
| Tearin your frame, sparin your family name | |
| Strange and insane from a lifetime of pain | |
| Used to roll dice on the train, precise in the game | |
| Fuck your ice, fame and shame, I splice juguler vain | |
| Spit that W slang bang, witness the bloodstain | |
| The flood came, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Yo, sustain the grain through mud and rain | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| Chorus 3: last 2 lines only | |
| Outro: Dreddy Kruger Prodigal Sunn | |
| Marseille.. Marseille. | |
| That' s how we do it It' s just that world that we live in | |
| Francs to the bank We got plans to live large | |
| La Saga 2000 We got plans to live large | |
| Yea, yea, Kheops It' s just that world that we live in |