белый парень - The Apple (2011) | Текст песни

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• The Apple (2011)

I'm a little nutty and I know it but if you go back and take a look at my history
You will see that I'm not the only one that's off his rocker, there were many before me
I was always there with a black sheet, with a feeling, "What a bad seed I grow to be."
But if you take a look at us now, you'll see that the apple didn't fall too far from the tree

Haha, haha, haha, haha
Alright look, I'ma tell you the story from my side
maybe you'll understand, check it out

You done witnessed unexplainable shit
too insane to explain,
people run from what they just don't get
maybe Shady should of just hit 'em with a little bit
did I speak too soon, should I have spoon fed 'em it
but I was just so eager, to prove I was even
worth being in the same league or the room
of the people of whom I was in
everynow and then, I look up like I was seekin' approval
was it because of the pigment on my skin
or was it the figment of my imagination
maybe it bothered me more then it did them
maybe it wasn't a big deal back then
but to me it was,
see what it was, was I had developed a complex from being judged
Proof spit his verse, so I'm next
let's see who busts(?), I'm in the boothes starin' back to see who's
I get a reaction from usually the first one
was from Proof and the rest of the crew backed him up
and no one lied to each other
cause none of us had deals, it was real
we just wanted tickets for that meal

Sometimes I feel like it's just me
Sometimes I feel like I'm goin' crazy
But take a look at my family
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
I said...
Sometimes I feel like it's just me
Sometimes I feel like I'm goin' crazy
But take a look at my family
Cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree

Ever since my mother was pregnant with a second egg
cause she said that I had a baby sister
who fell outta the window
I was too young to remember
Kansas City projects, I was like 5-6
and how come, I don't remember Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogy(?)
if it was the projects in Missouri
cause those were my best friends, until Isaac
took my tricycle, and my Uncle Todd went to try to go get it back
and ended up gettin' jumped, and cut in the cut(?)
with a switch and 70 some stitches
wishes, to this day, when my mother still tries to show me
some more fake pictures, of a fictitious little sister
who never existed
and this is why part of my life is so twisted
but I can never be as sick as that bitch is
and by the way that picture is one of my relatives

You probably have to peel back layers upon layers of pain
to see why everything I say is so insane
what's different about my brain
that seperates me, from other players in this game
on the surface it may seem like a scheme
or some sort of scam for me to get some damn sympathy
but that's the last thing I need, is for people to walk around feelin' sorry for me
and I am not a G, never claimed to be,
I gave my best to Cashis, this whole P don't need 'em more than me
but will it see, cause we ain't lookin' for beef
but if it comes our way...
what do we turn the other cheek? Come on...

Ha, yeah
and I'm the crazy one right?
whatever! then let me be the crazy one!
(bunch of baby lip hitting shit)
haha
COOKOOO (like a tweety bird)
COOKOOO
TWEEET (he's predicting the creation of Twitter right here....) haha

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