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The Alchemist - The Rotten Apple Lyrics

[Hook: Prodigy (James Brown sample)]
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!

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
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, 'til 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 Queensthat swell up in my jeans
Don't mean I'm happy to see you, that mean I got the thang
[Hook: Prodigy (James Brown sample)]
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!

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
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
[Hook: Prodigy (James Brown sample)]
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!

[Outro]
"The Mac is motherfucking back..."