Bad Apples

[Verse 1] They've gone from stealing bikes to stealing lives So many young hands gripping stainless-steel knives See a kid they don't like, they're messin' him up What's wrong or what's right is giving less of a fuck Sticking them up, left right, stitching them up Everything revolves around getting the cut Middle fingers up, fisticuffs, pissing it up Before the pen licence, fist in the cuffs They don't use them to pack shelves, they use them to pack cells Up in the system before they even crack 12 You can paint a pretty picture using oil and pastels But it's black and white, and the latter still sells What kind of life is that? They're getting born and tagged Teacher can't reach them, I'm getting fucking bored of that They couldn't spell their name off the bat I bet they can tell you where to score a quarter at [Hook] They're growing up fast, they are growing up tough They're giving back everything they never got as a pup And if they want something, you're giving it up If they want something, you're giving it up They growing up fast, they are growing up tough They're giving back everything they never got as a pup And if they want something, you're giving it up If they want something, you're giving it up [Verse 2] They say one bad apple can spoil a whole bunch What if, all you had was bad apples for lunch What if, all you had was what you can touch And what if, before you even had a dream you were crushed They weren't raised wrong, they weren't raised at all You watched the bough break and the cradle fall And now you're surprised that the baby talks And he asking 'What the fuck are you staring for?' Where their mothers? (huh) Where's their fathers? (huh) Here they come with all their fucking drama bruh Before you fix him there is another one And the problem's tenfold and they are learning tricks younger cuz What you want ain't always what you get Sometimes what you get is a kick to the head I guess you can chalk it up to cause and effect But the core is all rotten and they've got to be fed [Hook] They're growing up fast, they are growing up tough They're giving back everything they never got as a pup And if they want something, you're giving it up If they want something, you're giving it up They growing up fast, they are growing up tough They're giving back everything they never got as a pup And if they want something, you're giving it up If they want something, you're giving it up [Verse 3] It ain't worth it, who cursed it? Point the fingers at the ones who birthed it Brought to earth, a brand new person The same ones who called 'em all worthless And called 'em good for nothing, I call them cousin I call 'em brother and sister, I still love 'em Brother and sister, I still love 'em Brother and sister, I still love 'em