Lyrics:

Sticks man, why you do that?
Robber man, why you do that?

Say it was your mother
Say it was your father
Would you like that, yeaheah
Would you like that

You go to work every day
At the end of the week you get your pays

Sticks man, why you do that?
Robber man, why you do that?

You're not he thought who were, why?
You can't rob the poor
You can't rob the rich
You can't, white and black is the same
No matter 'till the man does, yeaheah

I said-a sticks man, why you do that?
Robber man, why you do that?

You say you're takin' away the tax that they take from us
You also take from your blood
If you tear from white you will tear from black, oooh yes

Sticks man, why you do that?
Robber man, why you do that?

Also, also in the right way
I think you're my breathway, oh yeah
Also, also in the right way
I think you're my breathway

Oooh, yeaheaheah

If the truth, you're after 'bout the truths and rights
Oh, oh
Oh, no, oh
I said about the truths and rights
You're after more, more, more

I said-a sticks man, why you do that?
Beggar man, why you do that?

My breathway
You're after the ball
You're choosing right
You're after the ball

You're choosing right