The Bad Apple - Inspectah Deck.lrc

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[00:04.86]Brooklyn,
[00:07.20]Bronx, Queens,
[00:07.53]ManhattanAnd
[00:07.86]Staten and
[00:08.64]Staten and
[00:10.35]Staten and
[00:11.10]StatenBrooklyn,
[00:11.46]Bronx, Queens,
[00:11.79]ManhattanAnd
[00:12.12]Staten and
[00:18.75]Staten and
[00:19.02]Staten and
[00:27.21]StatenI'm from
[00:27.69]New York City, birthplace of the gritty
[00:31.23]Dog eat dog, only jakes willing to work with me
[00:34.80]Watch your back 'fore they lace your sizurp with a mickey
[00:37.95]Bodies'll burn like dub sacks of purple sticky
[00:41.40]Kojaks developing
[00:43.02]Kodaks of your meeting engagements
[00:45.30]The young guns put pressure on the made men
[00:48.81]The fiends'll, they'll cap you for your package
[00:51.36]The mass act savage, living sis' selling her ass and tits
[00:55.68]Your best friend'll send shots to wet ya
[00:58.26]The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the regular
[01:01.77]Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime'
[01:05.52]Cuz ain't 9 to 5 for two-time felons
[01:09.39]And little man wanna be just like me
[01:12.36]The sadness thing, he just might be
[01:15.78]Where the livest,
[01:16.71]Christopher
[01:17.22]Walken, King of
[01:18.30]New York and
[01:19.20]Resort to talking when the heaters on him, grieving on him
[01:27.12]Brooklyn,
[01:40.83]Bronx, Queens,
[01:41.25]ManhattanAnd
[01:41.70]Staten and
[01:42.66]Staten and
[01:42.93]Staten and
[01:44.55]StatenBrooklyn,
[01:44.91]Bronx, Queens,
[01:45.24]ManhattanAnd
[01:45.57]Staten and
[01:46.11]Staten and
[01:46.38]Staten and
[01:49.56]StatenOl' blue eyes said, "You make it here, you make it anywhere"
[01:53.31]Drug wars for every square, bloodsport, the semi's air
[01:57.30]Now watch where you walk through, watch who you talk to
[02:00.78]Watch the young
[02:01.89]Gotti's, the'll off you
[02:04.68]It's like the mafia plot
[02:06.75]The fishermen, they find more bodies then cops
[02:10.89]But the shots don't stop, trynna get it get it
[02:14.34]Inside where the broads and the ballers kick it
[02:17.73]Big city lights, with chicks and ice
[02:20.43]You living, you victim to them sick gritty types
[02:24.15]Drooling with their tongues out, guns out, spraying clips
[02:27.81]Who lay in the pits and pray for a taste of it
[02:31.50]If you can sleep, you awaken by the loud sound
[02:34.35]Of barking chrome, sound foul but
[02:36.87]I call it home
[02:38.49]So keep heat when on the roam
[02:40.38]Speak brief when on the phone
[02:42.60]In these mean streets you all alone
[02:48.21]Brooklyn,
[02:49.41]Bronx, Queens,
[02:49.83]ManhattanAnd
[02:50.28]Staten and
[02:51.27]Staten and
[02:51.54]Staten and
[02:53.13]StatenBrooklyn,
[02:53.49]Bronx, Queens,
[02:53.82]ManhattanAnd
[02:54.15]Staten and
[02:54.69]Staten and
[02:54.96]Staten and
[03:06.93]Staten
文本歌词
Brooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
StatenBrooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
StatenI'm from
New York City, birthplace of the gritty
Dog eat dog, only jakes willing to work with me
Watch your back 'fore they lace your sizurp with a mickey
Bodies'll burn like dub sacks of purple sticky
Kojaks developing
Kodaks of your meeting engagements
The young guns put pressure on the made men
The fiends'll, they'll cap you for your package
The mass act savage, living sis' selling her ass and tits
Your best friend'll send shots to wet ya
The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the regular
Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime'
Cuz ain't 9 to 5 for two-time felons
And little man wanna be just like me
The sadness thing, he just might be
Where the livest,
Christopher
Walken, King of
New York and
Resort to talking when the heaters on him, grieving on him
Brooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
StatenBrooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
StatenOl' blue eyes said, "You make it here, you make it anywhere"
Drug wars for every square, bloodsport, the semi's air
Now watch where you walk through, watch who you talk to
Watch the young
Gotti's, the'll off you
It's like the mafia plot
The fishermen, they find more bodies then cops
But the shots don't stop, trynna get it get it
Inside where the broads and the ballers kick it
Big city lights, with chicks and ice
You living, you victim to them sick gritty types
Drooling with their tongues out, guns out, spraying clips
Who lay in the pits and pray for a taste of it
If you can sleep, you awaken by the loud sound
Of barking chrome, sound foul but
I call it home
So keep heat when on the roam
Speak brief when on the phone
In these mean streets you all alone
Brooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
StatenBrooklyn,
Bronx, Queens,
ManhattanAnd
Staten and
Staten and
Staten and
Staten