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evo da $aint, samba ellington – the real lyrics

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intro
[automated transit voice]
arriving at st. clair west
st. clair west station

[2pac]

what i want people to know is that
don’t support the phony’s, support the real
you know what i mean?

how can these people be talkin about how they so real they don’t care about our comunities?
how can they be talkin about what they all listen to- you know the hood-

they don’t care about our communities!
you know what i mean?

listen to the words that people say in they lyrics and tell me, if thats some real…if thats real to you?

verse 1 [evo da $ain’t]
for now we underground as the station
but we escalatin’ like when you on ya way out the st. clair west station
then, it’s salum allayk-m to samba
then we get to cookin’ , no bacon
drop some syrup in a cherry fanta (ey!)

then grab some woods out the barrel of the bourbons
spark the finest sh-t up while we workin’ , on closing curtains
determined to get these payments, i’m a merchant
while keepin 6 out for these m-th-f-ckin serpants

who be green wit envy, theres green in my eyes, ya wallet empty
on top of that, the $aints tsunamic flow is f-ckin’ deadly
on all the tracks
all these hotlines, yet they ain’t callin’ back
f-ck these watered down emcees that be disolvin’ rap

im ballin packs of backwoods, as i try to bring the real artist back
what’s the appeal? to all this wack
actin rap
its p-ssive rap
i keep it real, my fact is fact
i’m dropping fact its back to back
attack the rats
cause we dont like you rodents where us raptors at

i could go on for plenty days
rappin’ bout my fetty makin ways
not here to entertain, here to amaze
need a firehose to spray, this deadly blaze
got my pay, now samba k!ll it in another phrase

verse 2 (samba ellington)

but f-ck 6 anyways
we show this in many ways
still, catch me smokin’ dank, while i’m plenty dazed on
st. clair, where, all my pennies lay

with a 40 in my right
bettin’ 40 on the dice
with my n-gga grippin’ grain
like he be cookin’ rice

but thats life on the 12
this where fine smells, pines dealt and dimes held
with the flip with no location
get caught, then they facing
up to five with no probation
so, when 11th

(accapella)

division comes you know we racing
cause they wanna see melanin stationed, in they station
so they can stop what im statin’

[evo da $ain’t]

yeah, f-ck 12!

- evo da aint samba ellington lyrics

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