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In Stone
Words & Music by Eric Stuart

I'm calling out
A sweet refrain 
Love's like a choir 
That sings your name

Heading down this winding road

the sword out the stone like King Arthur do
What you trying to do
Make a quick exit he doesn't wanna meet up in person
He wanna text it
House of Stuart's yeah

Sticks No Stones 
Straight to da Dome 
No Sticks No stones 
cye!!
Straight from da home

1st vs:
I bet your chick want to fuc 
I know this s*** for a fact

to get the throne 
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (come on)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone 
But don't compare me, I'm

Bump Heads

50 Cent

No Mercy, No Fear

2002

a rush try to get the throne 
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (come on)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone 
But don't compare

be alright but can't
Fuck with Young Wizzle
Mr 41, I'm Young Blow it by the idd-ow
I do work for your money Stuart Little
Rollin' back to back stay

alright but can't
Fuck with Young Wizzle mr 41
I'm Young Blow it by the idd-ow
I do work for your money Stuart Little
Rollin' back to back stay what's
Up

We are but images of stone
Do us no harm
We can do none
St. Crispin and St. Crispian are we
On the arch of the Shoemaker's arbour

High above

Linda and Stuart, trapped in their apartment
Seventy-ninth and Madison
The one they bought
Fifty years ago no fancy lobby
No baroque Fresco

the vibes

They like never never mind


(Verse 2)


Solid nigga to the bone gristle Get ya

head cracked wit a stone crystal

They fuck wit u when it's

like cold stone
Smash Bros., Joker that's my main
Like Naruto I bring the pain
Stay undercover, call me Bruce Wayne
Y'all boys do anything for the fame

vutton
Dey say I be rappin bout shit I don't got and shit I don't do so why would I be on
Came out da woun rappin 1999 and dat da same time Stuart little

I'm a stone hitter
I'ma fuck her quicker
I hit it from the back yeah, I'm the short niqqa, pop hot bottles
Them bitches wanna cuddle
I hit em with

And my niggas always with the heavy metal like magneto 
Potara earrings like I'm super saiyan 4 vegeto 
I feel like Patrick Stuart with the power

stone
I think I'm jet Jackson
I think I'm Tom riddle
Play you serpents like a fiddle
Bitch this is my Chamber
Ain't got time for Stuart littles
Ok I'm

with a plot
Wipe that baby nose so much
He running out of snot
This is not your boulevard
Get up off the block
I anit talking bout no stone
But my wrist

is potent
Divide it, get the quotient
Getting my stacks up like a rodent
I am Remy with the wrist
I am Splinter with the fist
Stuart Little with

to expose it
Can't complain when the nights are cold
Keep ya doors locked up, or six feet with a stone
Never flinch never fold, two rips to the dome
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