[Chorus:]
"The Rotten Apple" made me like this
I don't give a $#&@

I shoot a ^!$$% down and cut a ^!$$% up
New York made me this way; I'm all about a buck
My close friends was murdered, I bullet proof my truck

%#@!, New York taught me, it's no mercy
It's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty
New York!, New York!, ^!$$%! (New York City)

It's Queens New York ^!$$%!

[Prodigy:]

Listen ^!$$%, my face got the scars
My brain got the smarts, my chest got the heart
To $#&@ someone up, what ^!$$%? I make it hot

Police be up on the block, 'cause P just shot
Some stupid $#&@a, now you ^!$$%z can't pump, ol' mad at me
Should be mad at that ^!$$% whose tryna crab me

You know I ain't the one if you didn't you know now
These ^!$$%z be slow, 'til I blow the four pound
And put a 'lil pep in their step

I got death for any ^!$$% wit 'S' on their chest
That's my reflexes, when you hear them shots
See if I gave it to a ^!$$% he deserves what he got

Look my hammer got the cure for your amnesia
How conveniently we forget, P is Black Caesar
And Hell over in Queens that swell up in my jeans

Don't mean I'm happy to see you, that mean I got the thang

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[Prodigy:]
Look here ^!$$%!, I rap what I live, you makin' up %#@!

Old type of scenarios this how it really goes
In real life you're a puss', neva pull no jukes
Neva pull no trigger and let the blood gush

As for my 'lil cousin over here; ^!$$%z get booked
You #~!!@ come back for his %#@!, the #~!!@ get douche
We the ultimate Thug ^!$$%z, The Grand Goons

Majesty and E Money Bags already told you
If 'Pac was still alive we be on the same team
We got bigger fish to fry then that (*##$ supreme

Now you listenin' with new ears, see me with new eyes
They play and they pray for the day I die
Nah!, I shoot shooters in, kill killers

Send your henchman and I'ma make a movie outta ^!$$%z
Huh? Straight snuff film, get your rub peeled
Remove your skull, my heart is so cold


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"The Mac is mother$#&@ing back..."