Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Apples

They've gone from stealing bikes to lives
So many hands, gripping stainless-steel knives
See the kid you like, they are messing him up
wrong or what's right is giving less of a fuck
Sticking them up, left right, stitching up
Everything around getting the cut
fingers up, fisticuffs, pissing it up
Before the pen licence, in the cuffs
They don't use them to pack shelves, they use them to cells
Up in the before they even crack 12
You can paint a picture with all them pastels
But it's black and white, and the latter still
What of life is that? They're getting born and tagged
Teacher can't reach them, I'm getting bored of that
They couldn't their name off the bat
I bet they can tell you to score a quarter at

growing up fast, they are growing up tough
They're back everything they never got as a pup
And if they want something, you're it up

growing up fast, they are growing up tough
They're giving everything they never got as a pup
And if they want something, giving it up

They say one bad apple can spoil a whole
What if, all you had was bad for lunch
if, all you had was what you can touch
What if, before you had a you were crushed
They weren't raised wrong, they raised at all
You watched the break and the cradle fall
And now you're surprised that the talks
And he 'What the fuck are you staring for?'
Where are their (huh) Where are their fathers? (huh)
Here they are coming all that fucking bruh
Before you fix him there is one
And the problem's tenfold and are learning tricks younger 'cause
What you ain't always what you get
what you get is a kick to the head
I guess you can chalk it up to and effect
But the is all rotten and they've got to be fed

They're growing up fast, are growing up tough
giving back everything they never got as a pup
And if want something, you're giving it up

They're growing up fast, they are up tough
They're giving back they never got as a pup
And if want something, you're giving it up

It worth it, who cursed it?
Point the fingers at the who birthed it
Brought to earth, a new person
The ones who called them all worthless
They call them for nothing, I call them cousin
I them brother and sister, I still love them