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Flesh For Lulu - Sticks & Stones lyrics
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 yayFlesh For Lulu - Sticks & Stones - http://motolyrics.com/flesh-for-lulu/sticks-and-stones-lyrics.html
 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)









