31 ContributorsThe Dead Apple Lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]

Haha, so

[Verse]

Dear Joey Joe, ain't expect my name to be spoken

That shit really hurt my heart, I can truly say that it's broken

I get it's just a bar, but when I sit down and focus

It's a coast jealousy that you niggas thought we ain't noticed

Y'all used to be the Mecca, you niggas was really goated

We heard your techniques and applied it while y'all was gloatin'

The sacrificial lamb, the soloist with no band members

Joey Kaepernick, nobody gon' take a stand with you?

Y'all used to have this texture of strugglin', really roughin' it

Hit a bumpy road, Slick fell off, now you on suckеr shit

West stayed the coursе, our name blew up and puffed a bit

And speakin' on Puff, you niggas been on some nutty shit, hah

[Interlude: REASON & Ma$e]

This ain't the New York I know

This ain't the New York I know

This ain't the New York I know

This ain't the New York I know

We're not your lil' niggas

Like the way you talk it, I don't, I don't get what you mean

We're not your little niggas, like for real, all that—

[Part II]

[Intro]

Never been dropped, had to slide for my interest

Left up a hunnid, ask God as my witness

Steppin' on my own 'cause I needed my percentage

Unique chain boy, I'm cold, independent

(Step one-two, step-step, one-two)

Haha, don't worry Ray Vaughn, I ain't gon— (Step-step, one-two)

I ain't gon' take your battle, I'm just— (Step-step, one-two)

Doin' a light jab off the principle (Step-step, one-two)

(Step-step, one-two, step-step, one-two)

Hahaha

(Step-step, one-two, step—)

Dead homies

[Verse]

The shot ain't direct enough, the fuck you mentioned me? I'm with the drama

The cypher was cold, I run it back for you and I leave your soul beside ya

I push a button like it's Debby my nigga, I never sued but I settle it, nigga

The clip hungry, I done fed it, my nigga

We ain't Goodfellas, I'm Joe Pesci, you nigga

Method actin' turnin' into personas, unique in your posture

I turn into Ronny if this 'bout the violence, but you ain't survivin'

It's the West turnin' up the temperature, you want the top spot? Nigga, climb it

And the twenty-V, Joe, like I'm lockin' a foe, mention Reason, I'm pressin' and slidin'

I come and step over there nigga, ain't no respect over here, nigga

I would say, "Get in the booth", but fuck it, it's really-really left over there, nigga

Y'all went from rappin' on corners to be in the corner, it's dead over there, nigga

I know y'all doin' this shit for a rollout, but I'm really pressed over here, nigga

'Cause I've been the quiet one, I was lined up, the line-up petitions, nigga come and sign up

This for anybody tryna mention my name, I ain't toleratin', I'ma slide some

I don't care what season it is, some of these niggas die and I'm at all of 'em

Don't care if I ain't got a reason, like Top before signin' me, I'm a find one

(Step one-two, step-)

Step on a nigga, behead me a nigga

'Cause say ten others words but chose my name, now shit can get devilish, nigga

Griselda the only niggas that was holdin' shit down when y'all wasn't present, my nigga

I step on a nigga, I step on a nigga, I step on a nigga, I step on a nigga, I—

[Interlude]

I'm glad you did it after you already suffered defeat

You panickin', nigga (Get the fuck outta here)

Drop that shit

You panickin', nigga

(Get the fuck outta here, nigga)

New York, the real New York, I'm outside

I don't live in Miami, I don't live in Colorado

Come to my place, see me, my nigga

[Part III]

[Verse]

Popped out, went straight to the booth

Nigga Reas', where you been? What the fuck, I ain't spooked

Nigga, satellite dishes, we'll put it on your roof

Nigga turn Islam and choose peace, I ain't lil' nigga

I could catch a friendly with the homies, that's just how it is

Y'all come and try it, let it sing like a choir kid

Whole lotta steppers, carry cannons like Mariah did

Calm all that bass in your voice, we the pioneers

Huh, huh, uh, shit, niggas all bad

The best rapper in New York on a podcast

I'll button up this shirt and give out jaw tabs

This ain't clout chasin' nigga, what you call that?

This ain't about paper nigga, what you call that?

I bring it right to where a nigga lawn at

Weed whack a nigga, better garden up or fall back

It's Del Amo, let's get started, nigga, I'm with all that, nigga

Turn into a slave owner, whip and pick apart a nigga

Like defibrillators is pressin', I bring up the heart, niggas

Dreadin' this shit, long as Dwayne Carter, nigga

I crash on any nigga 'cause I love it more

It ain't just Joey, it's to any nigga comin' for him

You can speak on me and Top, I ain't got nothin' for it

'Cause that's my business with them niggas that ain't none of yours

[Outro]

As God is my witness, my hand on my .40, I'm way too forgivin'

The devil still on me, I'm mentioned, I'm tempted

The block keep on callin', I'm probably gon' spin it, my nigga

Blessings extended, the ghetto still on me, don't talk to me different, my nigga

I'm way too forgivin', my hand on my .40, lately I've been tempted, my nigga