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bad apple lyrics
[intro: johnny roscoe]

i remember her telling me i was always bad
and she was worried about my future
i never knew what to say to that

[chorus: johnny roscoe]

i’m a bad apple
yeah i’m rotten to the core
get a taste of the drama
then i gotta get more

i’m a bad apple
raw like uncooked meat
family couldn’t stand me
falling far from the tree

i’m a bad apple
(yeah i’m rotten as sh-t)

i’m a bad apple
(i swear i plead the fifth)

i’m a bad apple
(you can suck my d-ck)
i’m a bad apple
(uh, uh)

[verse 1: johnny roscoe]

they told me i had add, it was a problem
took me to a shrink, thinking maybе she could solve it

attention dеficit disorder, is was they call it
she made me take the pills, thinking i’m a stop wild’n

all it ever really did, make me really stop smiling
hearing whispers in my hear, maybe i can act violent

kicking holes in the wall, start barking like a dog
i see my father die, start acting like a hog

get to selling pills, to make a couple of bills
ritalin to adderall, to taking them deals

taking to coke to cooking rocks, ain’t no way the money stops
until my ass got caught, robbin the lunchbox

facing these years and finding snitches in peers
you don’t know how it feels, to see your mother in tears
she introduced to drugs, turn me into a thug
all i needed was a hug, could’ve showed me some love

[chorus: johnny roscoe]

i’m a bad apple
yeah i’m rotten to the core
get a taste of the drama
then i gotta get more

i’m a bad apple
raw like uncooked meat
family couldn’t stand me
falling far from the tree

i’m a bad apple
(yeah i’m rotten as sh-t)

i’m a bad apple
(i swear i plead the fifth)

i’m a bad apple
(you can suck my d-ck)

i’m a bad apple
(uh, uh)
[verse 2: johnny roscoe]

i got some issues with my father
i used to wonder why he didn’t talk to me
or wouldn’t walk with me

he taught me how to throw a hook
but not to read a book
i bet it would have blew his mind to see me be a crook

or may if i would’ve got a couple of hugs
i never would have fell claim to f-cking with drugs

role models was pimps, hustlers running the streets
taught me how to be a man, standing up on my feet

i was just trying to eat, turn me into a beast
best lesson i learned. ain’t no money in peace
ain’t no friends in the streets

cause when you both gotta eat
you get those cannibal thoughts, and then you catch them asleep

i don’t really do beef
i say an eye for an eye
or your life for my pride, but you still gotta die

you don’t wanna be me
karma up to my knees
ever since i was a kid, they would always agree

[chorus: johnny roscoe]

i’m a bad apple
yeah i’m rotten to the core
get a taste of the drama
then i gotta get more

i’m a bad apple
raw like uncooked meat
family couldn’t stand me
falling far from the tree

i’m a bad apple
(yeah i’m rotten as sh-t)

i’m a bad apple
(i swear i plead the fifth)

i’m a bad apple
(you can suck my d-ck)

i’m a bad apple
(uh, uh)

[verse 3: johnny roscoe]

a disappointment to my mother
hated by my father, baby mama can’t stand me
older brothers never bothered

think i’m a lost cause, chasing my dreams
his sh-t is hot but he’ll never achieve

he’ll get his music played on bet
sounds too hard, can’t dance to the beats

or mtv, they don’t f-ck with him either
but he sounds so raw, he’s an overachiever

man i’ll never be pac and i’ll never be diddy
bet i knock your head off you keep calling me 50

tell the label cut the check, and i’ll do the rest
i’m a business man homie, ain’t no time for no breath

when i start to hear the questions
i swear that i’m death, if you ain’t on my team
you should step to the left

said i that i would listen
no matter what they say
always knew i was gifted
in a literal way

[chorus: johnny roscoe]

i’m a bad apple
yeah i’m rotten to the core
get a taste of the drama
then i gotta get more

i’m a bad apple
raw like uncooked meat
family couldn’t stand me
falling far from the tree

i’m a bad apple
(yeah i’m rotten as sh-t)

i’m a bad apple
(i swear i plead the fifth)

i’m a bad apple
(you can suck my d-ck)

i’m a bad apple
(uh, uh)

[outro: johnny roscoe]

yeah, i guess, i’m as bad as you said i was
everything you said i do i did, went to jail, sold dope, and oh yeah
i’m a rapper

- johnny roscoe

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