Songtexte Sticks and Stones - 1K Phew

Hey, it′s cold out here

I got a bone to pick
We got a street to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah
We had to pick the bones, yeah yeah
They know the clique we on, yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Damone, yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah

We here
Hop out the Sprinter van
We in the Motherland
Made it from sticks and stones
I can't depend on another man
Giving a helping hand
As I unravel the rubberband
I′m from the corner, deep in Lithonia
Living a master plan
Aye yeah
Thought it was easy til' I got caught in an avalanche
Aye yeah
Sitting on top of a tree, but I still had to branch
Aye yeah
Used to be starving Marvin, making my belly dance
Aye yeah
Used to go stand alone now I'm in another stance
Alpha role, got it on Alpha role
We had to learn the code
Told us to never fold
Yeah, we got a house to hold
Thought it would never get old
I had a episode
Now I got faith on overload
Yeah

I got a bone to pick
We got the streets to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah
We had to pick the bones, yeah yeah
They know the clique we on, yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Damone, yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah

Back in the building
They know what time it is, still on the climb you dig
Oh what a feeling, I know they love the kid
Front of the line you dig
Life is a test, we had to pop the quiz
Give me a sign, you dig
Follow the yellow brick road to see the Wiz
When you see me out in public, I ain′t alone
At least a dozen (at least)
I know it′s meant to be, but when I feel down
I'm missing my cousin (Dre)
They know we never gon′ fumble, guess I'm a bumble now that we buzzing
Maybe that′s why they trying to
Throw shots at the gang all of a sudden
Aye, word on the street is we making a cinemax
Well, it's the truth (it is)
Every little word I′m saying is bigger than facts, look at the proof
Everyone's asking for sauce,
Feel like I'm dripping the fountain of youth
Yessir, we on the attic, the ceiling, the roof
Get what I got

I got a bone to pick
We got the streets to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah
We had to pick the bones, yeah yeah
They know the clique we on, yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Damone, yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones, yeah yeah