Sticks And Stones (Flesh-N-Bone)

Chorus: Sticks and stones might break flesh bone Yet nevertheless can't none of yall 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 someones out followin me around And Im feelin little danger when Im approachin And Ive 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 Im 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 niggas (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 bodys 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 Im 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 Lets 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 Im 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, Im a be breakin, nigga Lets ? 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 hustlaz, 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 Im 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 aint 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 aintt strong enough to break And shatter my bones that I swang I see ya roll with gang, clang, yeah, Im a catch you gs 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 Lets 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 Aint 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 yall 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)