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kites to the streets - ill advised lyrics

[verse 1: mr. lish & baby blak]
few situations gettin’ out of hand, your plan’s gettin’ me
sh*tted on my man, now the sh*t’ll hit the pan (f*ck that)
what the f*ck? and you go bust when n*ggas buck back
the tough cat [?], petty sh*t’s where you stuck at
this be my twenty*fifth year, let’s get sh*t clear
put a bug in your ear for altercation, start the phases
hemmin’ sh*t like alterations, sparkin’ nation
body catchin’, f*ck the talk son, no patience
takin’ long vacations to let out frustration
i’m a aggravated n*gga with a stagnated trigger
and i act way than [?] just in case you sneak in this
paid the fish to lace the liquor ’cause i know your weaknesses
my pack’s rеady, these cats deadly, hold gats stеady
’cause i heard you pack heavy and be that petty
mr. lish ain’t the one to start, but once ignited
if these n*ggas wanna get r*t*rded then we can light it (f*ck that)
i got a seed, i gotta see it grow up
i need serene, i gotta blow, you wanna bleed for what?
you were not choppin’ n*ggas extra thin, cold cut
i tell you clips and hollow tips, use the b*tch, so what?
my flow cut, spots i blow up, observe from a distance
i’m seein’ through between you and me, you get your sh*t split
persistance is minimal, v. lish is subliminal
consistent with criminals and p*ssed individuals
[chorus: prodigy & jay*z]
jail n*ggas sendin’ kites to the street
over some beef that wasn’t fully cooked
finish ’em off, well*done*
you ain’t havin’ it? good! me either
let’s get together and make this whole world believe us, huh?
jail n*ggas sendin’ kites to the street
over some beef that wasn’t fully cooked
finish ’em off, well*done*
you ain’t havin’ it? good! me either
let’s get together and make this whole world believe us, huh?

[verse 2: baby blak]

- ill advised lyrics

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