The Bad Apple Lyrics - Manifesto - Inspectah Deck

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten 

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten 

I'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 

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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, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten 

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten 

Ol' 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 

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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, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten 

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan 

And Staten and Staten and Staten and Staten