Sticks 'n' Stones Lyrics By Skepta
It's all sticks and stones
Yeah, it's all sticks and stones
It's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
Yo, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Words can't hurt me, forget the Chinese whispers
Skepta's back with a brand-new banger for the listeners
Mandem hate 'cause the ladies wanna take pictures
I go hard from New Years Day to Christmas
**** in jail go mad for my scriptures
(Sticks and stones)
Man already know about me, I'm the one man soldier
(Sticks and stones)
You don't want beef, you want a vegetable samosa
(Sticks and stones)
I'll run through the strip like the race was over
No long ting when the war gets colder
I jump in like 50 in Angola
You get me, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Any time I spit a bar, I make the DJ wheel it
Now that I've got a little limelight, man wanna steal it
Better talk to the guy you thought you could jack me with
Anybody threaten my life, I'll beat him
With the same hand that I Rolex sweep with
(Sticks and stones)
See me in the white 350, man wanna hate me
(Sticks and stones)
I'm never on the hype, but I'll do a 30 for Jamie
(Sticks and stones)
Turn man into a ghost like Patrick Swayze
I just wanna make more money go crazy
But man wanna see me in the Old Bailey
You get me, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Too many MCs run around, talking reckless
Bad thoughts in my head, now I can't sleep, I'm restless
Never see me roll in a 20 man gang of pretenders
Skepta, I'm on some one-man ventures
Them man have got fake beef like wrestlers
(Sticks and stones)
Never catch me off guard, you better do your squeezes
(Sticks and stones)
Die hard like a soldier, no sorry, no pleading
(Sticks and stones)
No wasteman's gonna stop my crew from eating
In the morning, afternoon and evening
I rep Boy Better Know 'till I stop breathing
You get me, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
You get me, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
If I punch man in the face I'll make your lip
Lean to the left like Sylvester Stallone
Yeah, it's all sticks and stones
You better bring some sticks and stones
You don't want me to start rinsing it
Like I just got let out the mental home
Danger
Tell these babies there's no space in the manger
Skepta
Sticks and stones break bones, words can't do nothing
(And stones)
Microphone Champion Skepta
(Sticks and stones)
2000 and everything
(Sticks and stones)
Straight, Boy Better Know
All day long
'Til my heart stops beating
Go on then
