Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Apples

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

They're growing up fast, are growing up tough
They're giving back everything they got as a pup
And if want something, you're giving it up

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

They say one bad apple can spoil a bunch
What if, all you had was bad apples for
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 bowel break and the fall
And now surprised that the baby talks
And he asking the fuck are you staring for?'
Where are their mothers? (huh) Where are their (huh)
Here they are coming all that fucking bruh
Before you fix him there is one
And the problem's tenfold and they are learning tricks 'cause
What you want ain't what you get
what you get is a kick to the head
I guess you can chalk it up to and effect
But the core is all and they've got to be fed

growing up fast, they are growing up tough
They're giving back 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, you're it up

It ain't it, who cursed it?
Point the at the ones who birthed it
to earth, a brand new person
The ones who called them all worthless
They call them for nothing, I call them cousin
I call them brother and sister, I still them