Lyrical Breakdown of Pocket Full Of Stones (1992) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how UGK weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pocket Full Of Stones (1992)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Uhm I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I first started back in 1989
I wasn't moving, keys I barely movin' dimes
Started coming up, fiends recognize my face
I was payin' off the laws, so I wouldn't catch a case (hey, motherfucker)
You want to freebase I got them hubbas for your ass
A boulder on your pipe, man you can get high as a kite
Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles
Thanks to the dope fiends hittin' crack viles
Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know
I tell 'em get this crack and get yourself away from me bro
Cause everywhere I went it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I cut them twenty's and them
Big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend
You can't change a fiend I guess
So at this level smoke it till the taste
The Brilo pad to the chest
Now they won't leave me alone
Cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones uhn
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, yeah
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, uhn
And they won't leave my ass alone
(Give it away, give it away, give it away)
Check it, uhm
I bought a Cadillac bropped it to a street top
Got me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock crack sho paid good in the city set'
Had a little gal pal every letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to do me up for free
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I cooked it up myself and started passin' out them hubbas
Everybody in my family was clockin' loot
Sold my cadillac and got a brand new Lexus sports coupe
I got a house on the hill, got a boat on the lake
Got a a detail shop to cover up them duckets that I make
It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed, still drink beer and Crow
Now all them laws won't leave me alone
Cause they know all my persay got them pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones, uhn
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, uhn
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, uhn, yeah
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, uhm
And they won't leave my ass alone
(Give it away, give it away, give it away)
Living real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm selling crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my beau Vick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid like a fat rat clientele is big
If anybody try to get me amma split they wig
Suck me up and lick me up just to get a bump
Forget Black Caesar brothers call me Black Trump
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
Brothers slip on other brothers
Cause they don't step in line
Got my money totalled for a big time sprey
17-5 I got a bird, yeah cheap
Put my boys down so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is comin' up, just like the mob
My workers got workers, everybody makin green
Gettin' cash for puttin' stones in the pockets of the fiends
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, yeah
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones uhm, yeah
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones, yeah
I got a pocket full of stones
(Give it away, give it away, give it away)
Keys are movin' daily, the product to the mass
Me and Pimp C is makin' big fat papers stacks
The game is gettin' silly dope is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no spendin' time in jail
I got to make them sales, cause it's all about that green
Mo worker, mo workers, my face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean because I keepin' my respect
Ain't nobody out of line, cause I got 'em all in check
I broke a cop's neck cause he stepped outta place
Dead pig, murder one now I got time to face
The judge that sent me, got capped by brother C
And now my boy is seatin' up the river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Hit the cut a fifty, on a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hubba tens
Gotta pocket full of stones startin' all over again
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones (give it away, give it away, give it away)
I got a pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
(Give it away, give it away, give it away)