Sticks And Stones Lyrics by Flesh-n-bone

Sticks And Stones Lyrics

    Chorus:
    Sticks and stones might break flesh bone
    Yet nevertheless can't none of y'all touch me
    Not even with a pole twelve-foot long
    We beatin' ya
    Might as well, join us
    Trust me

    [flesh-n-bone]
    Lately, ever since someone's out followin' me around
    And i'm feelin' little danger when i'm approachin'
    And i've been ready, peelin' you stranger
    Put 'em on a hanger, bang mo' murder
    We broke in with no shame in my city
    And it's time for to bail in this ?
    And the people see me when i'm tryin' to escape
    To get a breath or caught up
    But can't get you gun right; slain - drop down
    Will ya be found?
    In the c-town, hear the buck, buck, pow
    The glass sounds, stop and ya oughta wait in the ground
    With a nigga's (shadow)
    How many ways (in a me say) i could put you in a daze
    Quick to hit 'em with the gauge
    Nigga, you 'bout to get faded
    Bitch, your bloody body's splattered all over the ground
    Save yourself
    ? insane and it drive you crazy
    Maybe my niggas willing to settle for somethin'
    If nothin', dumpin' if you're tempted to play
    I'm a real true, you're a real true
    And act other niggas can't groove
    Gotta get 'em on the grind, so make the move
    We gonna put this shit together forever
    Let's do this, nigga
    Feel it, drop a nigga, this sidekick
    Stop in to get your ready-to-ride trigger; peel it
    All the brothers that fly to get the enemy fried
    Tonight you die
    You really think that you got it?
    Better break it ?, get ready to go
    On this mission for the land, and i'm murder 'em all
    Roll, to try to save out souls

    Chorus

    [flesh-n-bone]
    (thugs) be true, we stroll off in this land
    And the people that be thuggin' it often cleveland style
    Look, me and my niggas, we strangle and theivin', now
    Leavin' out, prayin' for the northcoast
    My city behind me, watch my back
    All of my niggas on the clair, show love for me
    Pass the weed, (get you hype) on the corner like it was ?
    Wherever i roll through the hood, givin' up ?, hit the pound, stay real
    Nigga where the money be, i'm a be breakin', nigga
    Let's ? and got chill with my bills, sellin' herb with my thugs everyday
    Let me show you the way we parlay
    On the corner where the niggas see yay
    Drugdealers and killas all day
    Indeed, always roll with my hustla'z,
    Tre, ii tru, and the shifters, afta maff, and ?
    Niggas come and get some, hit th blunt of ?
    Headed straight for the very top
    Niggas crept on ah come up, and it'll never stop
    To my family , i gots to give 'em props
    Still lettin' off shots to the double glock
    And i crept and i came in this thug game, man
    For the love of mo' money
    Niggas in this bitch, you gonna remain a thug, what?
    Any my people still hungry
    So here we swerve to the curb, hit that herb, hit that nerve
    And i'm down to serve and splurge
    Fuck around and get burned
    Ya better learn

    Chorus

    [flesh-n-bone]
    And ever since i was a youngsta thugsta puttin' it down
    Always hustlin' to make a way
    Nigga put up with the phases, made it, went through mazes
    And i got all my fuckin' pay
    Really want to try me, howl with the fifth dog
    Pick up the sawed-off, nigga done stalked 'em
    Make 'em look down the barrel, nigga pick up the shell
    Off ya to hell or whatelse it costin' 'em
    Chalkin' 'em, playa hater when ya try to put a stop to me
    See it in your destiny, and we know it ain't never possible
    But they keep at it to try to get it next to me
    Arrestin' me with whip, pole,
    Neck chain if you gonna bang my brain with sticks
    Bricks, stones aint't strong enough to break
    And shatter my bones that i swang
    I see ya roll with gang, clang, yeah, i'm a catch you g's
    Niggas hang in the "heart of it all" with the family
    When i bang, nigga please (oughta) chill with my niggas everday
    ? marshall don't forget no swisha, got the cheese for the trees
    Or whatever you need
    We can fix ya
    Did you ? now
    Let's take a ride
    Wanna see a playa fall tonight?
    Keep a ? can you run up fast
    And then a nigga really lost his life
    'cause i never had time for the pettiness people
    Don't get me wrong
    Ain't the one to be takin' shit personal, baby
    That's my sticks and stones be the name of this song

    Chrous
    Sticks and stones might break flesh bone
    Yet nevertheless can't none of y'all touch me
    Not even with a pole twelve-foot long
    We beatin' ya
    Might as well, join us
    Trust me
    (trust me, trust me, trust me)

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