Lyrics:
stranger
Bummin change on the uptown six
And I froze like a stone
Could I ever get that low?
Turned my face to the window
There by the grace of God I go
(Fighter)
Rap is in my genes like denim
Every sound bite eat the track like venom
Never copy trends nigga I invent em
In the game like Beckham, take the rules
collapse
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But stones make me feel better
Don’t condone what I’ve been doing
But I can’t take the pressure
I remember way
I'm listing out things to be grateful about
Seems to come endless when I sing it out loud
But sticks and stones gave me anxiety
My last normal
Though the stress has got me heavily breathing
North, South, East and West
I'm surrounded by demons
Possessed beings
After my semen
Wanna' see me die
fearless and free,
Carving our names, leaving our legacy.
The creek was our kingdom, rocks our thrones,
We built our forts from sticks and stones.
Chasing
the mix
I was by myself riding in a foreign full of sticks
These hoes be annoying I'm ignoring that lil bitch
She a walking lick I'll be damned if I don't
on and what's ya story?
Mezmorizing tones rising pianos, this is my zone so stop cloning
Pick paper scissors or stone 'cause me and you are the same
I known
shit from the get go
Get to growling this forty barking like we in Petco
I don't know
Nigga what's there to think about?
Take his stones on my momma we
of being
Only ashes laid to ashes never loving never seeing
Just a corpse and of course there'd be no rising of the dead
No apocalypse of zombies and no
don't know where to start to fix
Everyone's been throwing stones and everyone's been throwing sticks
Every time you realize when it starts to make you
things that you showed me… on a daily biases
Yet still still you never threw me off my grind
I brush it off take another line
Chill with Mary Jane
Forget
stones
And we be trapping on them phones like BT
And she ain't ever phoning home like E.T.
I be in the coldest zones (coldest zones)
I fuck her with
the chrome rims
Presedential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with lucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in resteraunts,
chin-checked an insect
Thanos tried to take me out, he should've gone for the dome
That's a five finger discount for six stones, listen
What's up? (I'll
Sticks and stones to build a palace
Crashing bones to save the Alice
Brocken hearts and marble kisses
We've tried so hard but lost our wishes
So
Stick to revolutions
What you call an evolution
Is a futurstic movement towards
The juvenile youth
Oh the mutiny! Stop shooting me!
Or I'll hang up
on and what's ya story?
Mezmorizing tones rising pianos, this is my zone so stop cloning
Pick paper scissors or stone 'cause me and you are the same
I known
You
Take my tongue, I'd rather say nothing if I can't say I love You
Sticks and stones can't break my will
All my bones they burn through to a chill
the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three,
is a cross we all must bear and it's never, never what it seems
So you wanna live your life, amongst these sticks and stones
count me out I'm still
you's a big stain, yeah
You's a poopy butt, yeah you's a shit stain, yeah
Posted in the bando with the big gang, yeah
Totin' sticks and extendos with
Tentacle dragger in disguise seeking the match made in your eyes
Friend it don't take the wisest men in triplicate pace unified
I don't condone the blasphemy
sticks and stones
We’re barely getting by
Riding on broken bones
Lone riders getting high
Time keeps passing by
Lone Riders born to die
I’d give a fuck
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