The Rotten Apple (feat. Prodigy)

The Alchemist

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    The Rotten Apple made me like this
    I don't give a fuck
    I shoot a nigga down and cut a nigga up
    New York made me this way, I'm all about a buck
    My close friends was murdered, I bulletproof my truck
    Shit, New York taught me
    It's no mercy
    It's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty
    New York, New York, nigga! (New York City)
    It's Queens, New York, nigga!

    Listen nigga, my face got the scars
    My brain got the smarts
    My chest got the heart, to fuck someone up
    What, nigga? I make it hot
    Police be on the block
    'Cause P just shot, some stupid fucker
    Now you niggas can't pump, ol' mad at me
    Should be mad at that nigga whose tryna crab me
    You know I ain't the one if you didn't you know now
    These niggas be slow, till I blow the four pound
    And put a 'lil pep in their step
    I got death for any nigga wit a 'S' on their chest
    That's my reflexes, when you hear them shots
    See if I gave it to a nigga, he deserve what he got
    Look, my hammer got the cure for your amnesia
    How conveniently we forget, P is Black Caesar
    And Hell over in Queens that swell up in my jeans
    Don't mean I'm happy to see you, that mean I got the thang

    The Rotten Apple made me like this
    I don't give a fuck
    I shoot a nigga down and cut a nigga up
    New York made me this way, I'm all about a buck
    My close friends was murdered, I bulletproof my truck
    Shit, New York taught me
    It's no mercy
    It's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty
    New York, New York, nigga! (New York City)
    It's Queens, New York, nigga!

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    Look here nigga! I rap what I live
    You makin' up shit
    Old type of scenarios, this how it really goes
    In real life you puss'
    Never pull no juks
    Neva pull no trigger and let the blood gush
    As my 'lil cousin over here; niggas get booked
    You pussy come back for his shit, the pussy get douche
    We the ultimate Thug Niggas, The Grand Goons
    Majesty and E Money Bags already told you
    If 'Pac was still alive, we'd be on the same team
    We got bigger fish to fry than that bitch Supreme
    Now you listenin' with new ears, see me with new eyes
    They play and they pray for the day I die, nah!
    I shoot shooters and, kill killers
    Send your henchman and I'ma make a movie outta niggas, huh!
    Straight snuff film, get your rub peeled
    Remove your skull, my heart is so cold

    The Rotten Apple made me like this
    I don't give a fuck
    I shoot a nigga down and cut a nigga up
    New York made me this way, I'm all about a buck
    My close friends was murdered, I bulletproof my truck
    Shit, New York taught me
    It's no mercy
    It's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty
    New York, New York, nigga! (New York City)
    It's Queens, New York, nigga!

    The Mac is motherfucking back

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