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marnz malone & revs boogie - sticks and stones lyrics

[intro]
every night, every day
can’t help but to worry
so worry, don’t feel the same
yo, boogs, listen

[verse 1: revs boogie]
sticks and stones break bones but these pebbles make profit
i had a bit of both in my closet
mummy told me “stop it” but i gotta get it till i got it
and so i got this fl!cks in my pocket like “somebody test me”
i’ll send you sky+high if you vex me
i don’t warrant peace, don’t upset me
this life a tight grip and a stronghold, off it then i’m on road
if real knows real, you a john doe
i been the life of the party bro, i love a celebration
my birthday round the corner, i’m just waiting
i got god given gifts but i promise you, not one of them is patience
take it how you like, we’re just neighbours
me and z would chill at jason’s till like three and we got work
but somehow we still made it work
and brudda after work, we tried to put some guys on a shirt
trust, we really got it out the dirt and that’s factual
i need a good girl that’s all natural
fillers, fake figures don’t impress me
had a shawty out the ends, it was me, her and some liquor
they say blood’s thick but she’s thicker
rusty little spinner cah i still got a bullet just for +
and you can ask my brother where i keep it, trust me cah i mean it
i’m preeing it before i go to bed
’cause as long as he still lives, we won’t ever be even
so i guess i’m mummy’s problem child
cah growing up, they never asked me “what’s the problem, child?”
i’m grown, they wanna tackle all my problems, how?
and if i’m honest, that’s what seems to be the problem now
’cause i guess it reflects bad on the village
they’re trying to uphold the good image
can no longer see my dreams cah my nightmares so vivid
or maybe i just can’t tell the difference
sticks and stones break bones but these sticks pack chrome
the ends so f+cked, they won’t believe it back home
i was eight, on the block with a picky afro
a kid on the strip who just wanna act grown
years later and i’m flying out of rides for issues i just can’t push aside
like that one night, i saw that p+ssy taking out the bins
ask z, i just had to weigh him in
if you ain’t ready for that bird then you can’t roll
i need a beef patty and some hard dough
i mean i can’t beef patties, i need fast dough
i used to stain white boys, i jacked harlow
push weight and post packs, it’s looking like i’m gymming back+to+back
i wish i got it off of rap, maybe me and mummy wouldn’t clash
bittersweet but life’s just that
sticks and stones break bones and some hoes do too
so careful what you bring into your room
i seen a n+gga front for some front and now he miss a lung
word to marnz, it’s a cold world too, listen
i got b+tches tryna gauge who i’m f+cking
who i’m f+cking ain’t the same girl that i’m loving
i got issues man, i know, i used to blame those issues on a ho
but don’t you know? the problem always starts at home
[verse 2: marnz malone]
don’t ask me why i squeezed off
i shh in the same alley that i built this phone like steve jobs
i grew up in these mean blocks
i got every colour jordan’s now but i can’t forget when it was reebok’s
i hustled outside these shops
in the zoo with the snakes and with friends like this, who even needs opps?
my mum begged me, “please stop”
i hid machines up in shh’s loft
’cause where i’m from, “i love you” doesn’t mean much
sh+t, i used stones to buy my second stick
then used it to stick him up for stones, what you reckon kid?
ex on my back like i’m in off+white
she wanna reconcile, she necked a drink then started necking it
i think i found treasure in these wreckages
there’s air+holes on the barrel bro
so i hope you know these tec’s ain’t no messages
a cat taught me how to cook crack and what the method is
couldn’t beat my charges, had to charge it like the tesla whips
my leicester b+tch got my name tattooed on her bum cheeks
they pulled up on the driver side and blew him out the front seat
gucci for my sister, louis v for my mum’s feet
think that i’ma slow down? bro you must be on speed
i don’t need weightw+tchers to lose these stones
truth be told, rocks on me dancing like rubi rose
i can’t forget about the days i shared a room with locc
bro was losing all his hair but he ain’t losing hope
my next door took his life and he ain’t use a rope
he used a bed sheet, there’s so much you don’t even know
the girl i fancied from my school started shooting dope
i seen her stick it in her arm, it turned me super cold
sticks and stones, stones and sticks is what my life consists
he asked me to save the ash after i light my spliff
you can’t ride to my block with no knife on hip
bro will slap you in your head like it’s my wife & kids
back to the lifers wing, the screws know i sell weed
he transferred sterling like what city did with chelsea
made like i came for a house clean
the stick came with bine and it’s polish like robert lewandowski
and that’s just in case you’re thinking ’bout robbing
she’s pretty on the outside but inside she’s rotting
until i started rapping bro, i really felt forgotten
your friends dead like matthew perry and my friend is who shot him
sticks and stones break bones but your words will never hurt me
my n+gga died and left us all behind, that was the worst week
i put him on a pendant and put stones around his picture
even got a mural painted where we used to chill in burberry
sticks and stones, stones and sticks, this one’s holding six
my neighbour saw me wet him in the street, the little nosy b+tch
the paper make ’em turn fake like when a rollie ticks
he gave me the fours and i gave him two loaded sig’s

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