the flames burnin' higher I took the self-destruction desire P-A-I-N MR. PAIN Takes you like a hot summer rain I'm seein' snakes And feelin' stone
(feat. Sonny of P.O.D.) Who are they, anyway? Where there's sticks and stones Don't they know, that we know There's trail within their bones They blame
can dial 1-888-CUT-SOMETHING I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- something Ain't no dial tones just milestones, of pleasure to reach To each his own, I'm a stone
like to savor it And while the niggas try to down it I like to save my shit See, brew's a must to me, so put your trust in me Yeah, I'm a stone-cold alcoholic
my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
that I'm in Caviar, Cartier, carterdrop On my neck, call her dead cute shorty called liner I'm on my p's and my q's Stones green to the blue, 23's when
i'm in. Caviar, cartier, carterdrop on my neck call her dear cute shorty called lenier (come here). I'm on my p's and my q's stones green to da blue 23
{Busta Rhymes} Tri-lateral commission Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down (AiYAHHHHHHHHH!) {Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P.} Everytime I take a look, the
betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day in the life of the Comission [P. Diddy] Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P
tout seul au monde J'ai la tete qui eclate J'voudrais seulement dormir M'etendre sur l'asphalte Et me laisser mourir Stone Le monde est stone Je cherche
would just go away and we may weeble wobble but we don't fall down like J master J's two turn tables(R.I.P.)our label is just too stable Your magazine
guided, and I've decided to become One to take total control of your soul Young or all be bold because it's a sight to behold [Chorus:] Sticks and stones
you niggaz gon' get in 'til you get to Miami [Kanye West:] GLC gon be stoned as Angie I be Don C, Johnny Patron, and me It's a celebration bitches more bottles of cham-p
me how I'm getting home You too fine to be laying down in bed alone I can teach you how to speak my language Rosetta stone I swear this life is like
my niggas from the hood to the beaches I'm living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus my money straight no creases P P P Peep this We got bottles
Bahamadia You know it feels right, it's the...hey! [Repeat Hook] [While hook is playin: Angie Stone] Ang-ang-angie, ang-ang-angie.... [Verse: Angie Stone
heard While we toked on purple hairs Who, Zeppelin, Beatles Kiss, The Rolling Stones While we played guitars in air When I moved to California California California California love! Venice Beach and P.O.P
NOW! When I choose to speak I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter Knowledge is born, to all beginners Cast the first stone, if you feel