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ill advised - kites to the streets 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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