Skepta Sticks & Stones song lyrics

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

Niggas 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

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 until I stop breathing

Danger, tell these babies there's no space in the manger

Skepta

Sticks and stones break bones, words can't do nothing

Sticks 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!