Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eastside Tales, artist - B.o.B. Album song The Future, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.03.2009
Record label: B.o.B
Song language: English
Eastside Tales |
Shouts out to all my hoods across the A gettin it in |
My Eastside niggaz, my Westside niggaz |
Big shouts to the Northside («DJ Spinz, fuck nigga!») |
I could go on and on for days and days and song for song yeah |
I could go on and on for days and days and song for song yeah |
It’s 'bout that Eastside tale, yeah I can tell you 'bout that Eastside tale |
It’s 'bout that Eastside tale, let me tell you 'bout another Eastside tale |
(«M… L… K!!») |
Let me say again! |
You’ll never know that no matter what song |
what the concept is or whatever, I’m tryin to keep it 100 |
So I may not be givin you the story but the story got the truth in it |
You feel me? |
(«SCREAM!!») |
Oh yeah, believe it, I can tell many secrets |
But the mo' I talk about them that’s just the mo' that you see 'em |
Yup — I’m a believer, not sayin I’m religious |
But I see somethin wrong with how we livin in my city |
Why everybody from Decatur wanna be a sanger? |
or be an entertainer, or to be rich and famous? |
You see us on TV, you sit for hours and you stare |
Not sayin that we Gods, but that’s what they try to make us |
And like I said — even though I’m tryin to get to paid |
I ain’t fin' to do what they want me to do dawg |
Realer than that I’m from Decatur |
Decatur’s a city that’s gon' be on yo' mind soon as you think about it |
Hell yeah I’m from the Eastside |
Ain’t sayin it just to get the streets behind me |
Ain’t like slum, but I know where I’m from |
So I spit it for the slums and the street society |
It’s yo' block that I’m beatin down |
So that real shit’s what I’m speakin 'bout |
Now I can probably, tell you a lie |
to tell the stories about people’s problems |
But everything that I got to say is |
contagious like |
Don’t play ball but I’m Atlanta’s Bravest |
So if I’m fake then it’s not today |
Now I can sit up here and lie up in my rhyme |
and tell you everything is fine but y’all ain’t blind — nah! |