Name: Sticks And Stones by WarBeats Music
Duration: 2 min 58 s
Description: A melodic alt-trap anthem blending catchy chants and modern slang to empower listeners against negativity. Inspired by the classic saying "sticks and stones," this song reminds you that words only have power if you let them.

Dive

recorded dec 2 2024
entirely produced by sebastn 
contains a sample of “Ignition” by Tory Lanez

SAPPHIRE

[Intro]  
ooooh 
I'm out here mutha f#ckas
WAR BEATS MUSIC
yeah yeah yeah

[Verse]  
You know where I be, in the cut, it’s all the same,
You know where I be, every hustle got a name.
You know where I be, steady dodging all the heat,
You know where I be, it’s survival just to eat.
You know where I be, in the trap with the crew,
You know where I be, making plays, what it do?
You know where I be, stacking paper till it bends,
You know where I be, can’t tell the foes from the friends.
yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus]  
You know where I be, in my hood yeah on my block,  
You know where I be, hangin' at the spot getting hot
You know where I be, Catch me rolling through the streets 
You know where I be, I’m posted with the G’s,  
You know where I be, yeah, you know where I be.  

[Verse]  
You know where I be, where the sirens always wail,
You know where I be, writing stories from the jail.
You know where I be, flipping hope into a bag,
You know where I be, in the dark where it’s bad.
You know where I be, where the dreams fade to ash,
You know where I be, chasing time that moves too fast.
You know where I be, where the young ones hold the chrome,
You know where I be, praying they just make it home.
yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus]
You know where I be, in my hood yeah on my block,  
You know where I be, hangin' at the spot getting hot
You know where I be, Catch me rolling through the streets 
You know where I be, I’m posted with the G’s,  
You know where I be, yeah, you know where I be.  

[Bridge]  
You know where I be, (You know where I be) where the love feel like war,
You know where I be, (You know where I be) can’t remember what it’s for.
You know where I be, with my heart on my sleeve,
You know where I be, you know I'll never leave.

[Chorus]
You know where I be, in my hood yeah on my block,  
You know where I be, hangin' at the spot getting hot
You know where I be, Catch me rolling through the streets 
You know where I be, I’m posted with the G’s,  
You know where I be, yeah, you know where I be.  

[Outro]
You know where I be, the streets don’t ever change,
You know where I be, I’m grinding through the pain.
You know where I be, till my name fades away,
You know where I be, just a kid tryna stay.

You Know where I be, yeah yeah yeah yeah
You Know where I be, yeah yeah yeah yeah

U Know Where I Be

[Verse 1]
Yo, I was raised where the sun haze and the gun sprays, livin' in L.A.'s maze,  
Crip blue on the crew, but the blood stays—bodies drop, and the blood weighs.  
Corner posted, like homies never dazed, pipe in the waistband, clips loaded—  
I ain't playin' in the land of locs, vatos rollin', Chicano blocks got 'em explodin'.  
  
Piru or blue? Choose or lose quick, better move slick,  
Fool's quick to pull sticks, you either cool, or you fully clipped.  
They say respect the set, or get stretched—death's the debt you owe,  
But I keep my pride, five deep, ridin' when the tension grows.  
  
Pressure's heavy, Chevy low, and I ain't hesitatin',  
Navigatin' streets dark, while the devil's waitin'.  
Brothers trigger-happy, envyin', flashin' fast cash,  
But I be mashin' past traps, tryna outlast that blast.  
  
[Chorus]  
I seen the ghettos rise, seen the ghettos fall,  
Livin' by the code, dodgin' death, standin' tall.  
Bullets fly, homies die, but I won't fall,  
Navigatin' L.A.'s streets, I'ma conquer it all.  
  
[Verse 2]
Concrete jungle, strapped like we all hunters,  
Flippin' bundles, Crips and Pirus thunder on the summers.  
Blood on the curb got you lookin' over shoulders,  
Cholo's colors on the vest, don't forget it when they roll up.  
  
Homie, I seen it—homie, I lived it, legit wit' it 
The skill to pivot, or you'll drown in the grip quick,  
Bricks, clips, myths turned real when the heat sticks,  
Better zip lips, or you'll sleep through them street risks.  
  
I talk to God bout makin' it through all the static,  
Automatic in the waist, tragic what the cash did.  
Homies flash steel, ain't no love that's real,  
In the 'jects, it's all neglect, they deal pain like pills, uh.  
  
Quick decisions, make 'em fast or end in collision,  
Vision blurry, but I rise like a king on a mission.  
A Crip stack, Blood rack, homie, it's the same track—  
Run it back, flippin' out the trap, but I ain't tryna lack.

[Chorus]  
I seen the ghettos rise, seen the ghettos fall,  
Livin' by the code, dodgin' death, standin' tall.  
Bullets fly, homies die, but I won't fall,  
Navigatin' L.A.'s streets, I'ma conquer it all.  
  
[Verse 3]
Brown pride in the veins, vatos in the varrios,  
Dodgin' federales and crooked cops in the narrow rows.  
Players dealt stress, chest heavy from the brown & blue,  
Actin' cool gets you rocked—you ain't down, we see through.  
  
Chicano steel, never kneel, we pack the heat right,  
Flex 'n' peel out the whip, rollin' deep through the streetlights.  
Ain't trustin' nothin', homie bluffin', end up six feet under,  
Mama cryin' from the blunder, life flashes, makes you wonder.  
  
But I ain't foldin', still controllin' my zone,  
Got a mind full of pain but it's holdin' my throne.  
Enemies everywhere, but I dance in the fire,  
Never hand it to liars, every pass, I'm climbin' higher.  
  
Sound of sirens singin', I ain't blinkin', what you thinkin'?  
This the life in L.A., where crooked smiles leave you sinkin'.  
I pray for peace, but stay gripped with the chrome,  
In this land of lost souls, only losin' gets you home.

[Chorus]  
I seen the ghettos rise, seen the ghettos fall,  
Livin' by the code, dodgin' death, standin' tall.  
Bullets fly, homies die, but I won't fall,  
Navigatin' L.A.'s streets, I'ma conquer it all.  

I seen the ghettos rise, seen the ghettos fall.

I seen the ghettos rise, seen the ghettos fall,  
Livin' by the code, dodgin' death, standin' tall.  
Bullets fly, homies die, but I won't fall,  
Navigatin' L.A.'s streets, I'ma conquer it all.  


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