Lyrics:
to Harvey
(Dude, you know I ain't runnin')
That swing from Hugh is never too far from me
Yeah you know they all call me Harvey
But my girl ride me like
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
disrespect then we Gone have to kill you bitch
Killing hoes is nothing to me go Ahead and make my day
Bumping all that fucking lip now see Just where yo body
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
tracks
For Mac Dre
I was the hottest producer
In the Bay
And that ain't coming
From my words
You ain't the top of chain
Unless they say
But the streets
the
southside... Back then, it was straight gin,
dickies, and cowhides. You aint from our side,
we bustin' at ya, that's the
rules.. Used to be deep, now we down
When them niggas sending shots
They shootin' to get the spot
That I'm in, nigga (Ha ha ha)
You know what it is when I spin the block
(Ah) uppin' this
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
Like a moth to a flame
Burned by the fire
My love is blind
Can't you see my desire
That's the way love goes
(That's the way love)
(That
really like is what they know
Gotta keep a link with your tradition
Gotta learn to trust your intuition
While you re-establish your position
So that
really like is what they know
Gotta keep a link with your tradition
Gotta learn to trust your intuition
While you re-establish your position
So that
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
magical foresight (walk on by)
You gon' see me sleepin' in courtside
You gon' see me eatin' ten more times (walk on by)
Ugh, you can't take that bitch
Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you!
Wait a second, you saying? ayy, ayy
Wait a second ayy, ayy
Is it radio fuck you? That's
What you say? Exactly
Not fuck
the truth
But only made it halfway
Plus you had something to do
See, life is funny like that
I used to dread simple texts
Eighteen months later feels like I'd
Like a moth to a flame
Burned by the fire
My love is blind
Can't you see my desire
That's the way love goes
(That's the way love)
(That
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
hope that they gun stay
From round me yo call up
Cuz be like "blood need a pound of that dro"
Times is gettin hectic man I'll
Pay you back later
Fightin
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
know
Jacka, Callum O'Packer
Mackie, Black Fatigue nigga
You know
FedEx, 50 States
That's where I'm from
Mob niggas
J. Clyde, The Rider
A.P. Nina
All
Edward Crew
It's a love song for you Baron Jay
Yours is an action and mine is a reaction
Your love for me (That's right)
I know I wouldn't be here if you
is it, "'Radio, fuck you?' That’s what
You’re saying?" Exactly
Not fuck the people that work at
Radio because these is real
People that gotta feed
was no ice age here
So you are richer and your mouth is stuffed with lotuses
Once you would beheaded for that
The old scrub, remnants of a frontier
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
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