Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Apples

They've gone from stealing to stealing lives
So many hands, gripping stainless-steel knives
See the kid you don't like, they are him up
What's wrong or right is giving less of a fuck
them up, left right, stitching them up
Everything revolves around the cut
Middle 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 system before even crack 12
You can paint a pretty picture all them pastels
But black and white, and the latter still sells
What kind of life is that? They're born and tagged
Teacher can't them, I'm getting fucking bored of that
They couldn't spell name off the bat
I bet can tell you where to score a quarter at

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

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

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

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

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