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letra de kites - conscious

[intro]
my homie memo was my motherf-cking people
one of the few who knew me since my first day born
so when i came back to the block
asked his mom, how his son
he got wrapped up for a gun
you can feel my whole heart get torn
we used to go to the abandoned house
right down the street
throwing rocks at the windows when we was bored
you were trapping where your mama lives
and now your room is eight by six
i really wish this shit wasn’t the norm

[verse 1]
and he warned me about
how your partners could say they’re down for life
then won’t pick up their charges
it ain’t because their heartless
it’s because their fathers
with not too many options
prison industrial complex, profit off of convicts
and starving artists become prospects
bars and bricks gain new context when narcs hit like contests
regardless, them robbers
they ain’t the only ones that will rob you
’cause cops come, for your freedom
and he’s young, obnoxiously not cautious
but it wasn’t his own heat tucked
c-ke? nah. dope? nah. selling that good
off them college kids, moving work up out the neighborhood
pool parties, bad chicks, and it’s tragic
how once you find a way in they cut you out the fabric
but you always had a stronger head on your shoulders
since you were a bad–ss kid, taking shit from no one
when i woke this morning before i rolled one, i wrote one
and when the day’s done, home’s one day closer
my hopes son
only got 2 years to go bruh!

[chorus]
send a kite to your homies
let’em know that you still alive
let’em know that you still gon’ ride
until you die, no

so send a kite to your homies
looking out from the inside
i tell you shit never been right
and his pride, no

[verse 2]
oh you thought you had it hard?
imagine him up in the yard
how those c.o.’s did him left his face still scarred
them racists, said they never seen a _____ with green eyes
situations like these you wish you could freeze time but
you being you, you had to keep it true
and said i always knew the devil’s eyes were blue, wait
at that moment the three c.o.’s there
seized the chance they were waiting for ’cause
they don’t wanna fight fair
they proceeded to beat him, bleeding
left him in solitary for three weeks, head still leaking
they only let you outside for an hour in the evening
and your shit looks similar to what you’ve been eating
on a yoga mat no thicker than a bible, dreaming
about those crazy weekends
talking about the summers we ran
you wasn’t a k!ller, you was the weed man
slavery gets a rebrand
trying to find the moment in your life when it all began
but you keep coming up short for a reason, dont let it get you
when you get out i’m going to put together all these letters
and you gon’ see! you ain’t even lost it for a second
you a legend
you fought against one of the systems strongest weapons
and that don’t make you a reflection
i know these judges with a gavel is more dangerous
than you with a smith & wesson
three time possessions turn to felons
can’t find a job, go back to selling
it’s situations like these that put it all in question
so when you free
i don’t know where i’ll be
but i’m gonna do everything i can to make sure that you’re on your feet
stand strong, keep your foundation like concrete
hope you recognize me when you see me coming down
the street
you’re just coming out your slump
let them sleep, while you peak
get what’s yours, protect your children
don’t let history repeat
do good things, aspects of life you wish you could change
and new neighbors make the hood look strange well
hell is better than a cell
hell is better than a cell
let’s keep it going

[chorus]
send a kite to your homies
let’em know that you still alive
let’em know that you still gon’ ride
until you die, no

so send a kite to your homies
looking out from the inside
i tell you shit never been right
and his pride, no

[outro]
the homies lost they touch, but
i’m right here
the next president could f-ck everything up homie
i’m right here
when ain’t nobody else around
i’m right here
economy is going down
i’m right here
they’re gentrifying where your momma live
i’m right here
its getting hard to stay positive
i’m right here
she tell you she got something in the oven
i’m right here
but you were good at making something out of nothing homie
i’m right here

- conscious

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