Sticks and Stones

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