Stones

They wanna tell ya hit tha block
Chase tha money and thots
Pull tha pistol
Go ahead and lose your temper
Rock the J's, throw it in them broke boys face
Rep ya set, while you at it
Rep tha gang, Pop the pills
Down tha liquor love cheap thrills
Poison kids and tell em they should do the same thang
I must be AI3 the way I'm crossing the game
Cuz I'm tellin young boys they must do something different
And you so called OG's kno you boys just trippin
God callin you, you ain't even answer dude
Been stalking you, you ain't even noticed dude
He bled the block, stretched out and hung for you
Tha pain in love, you ain't neva seen it dude
Tha pain in love, you ain't neva felt it too
With every lash on his back yea he thought of you
How you gas ya whip up, but ya soul on empty
With a heart that's black, and a mind of trash
What's the purpose in that, who you worship with that
He chose you to be a king but you act like peasants
Why you searching for a blessing but don't search for change (Yea)
We don't search for change we keep searching for a blessings

Now what's love, crucifixion just for the sinners
Takin the beatins, the lashes, For ones who sinned against him
Blood flowing down in his eyes
From thorns in his head
They kept on hittin and kickin
Until he fell down
Spit in his face to pick em up
To knock him back down
Sinners like you and me
Grew nerves to throw some stones at em
He neva sinned a day why you throwing stones at em
Now what's love, crucifixion just for the sinners
Takin the beatins, the lashes, For ones who sinned against him
Blood flowing down in his eyes
From thorns in his head
They kept on hittin and kickin
Until he fell down
Spit in his face to pick em up
To knock him back down
Sinners like you and me
Grew nerves to throw some stones at em
He neva sinned a day why you throwing stones at em