Delaney Card

[Intro]

We have a subculture in our society and it resides in the ghetto

We are conditioning people to fail

We are conditioning people to become alcoholics

We are conditioning them to be violent

And we give them no other mechanisms with which to cope

It is a process that is taking place

Because of forces that are conditioning this response

[Verse 1]

I’m block raised

Where they send it through you I’m not fazed

Stealth knife help with shelf life in the stockades

Wolf booze and woos Gs got high, shot Js

Different grinds but "I’m getting mine," is the top phrase

Whole crew had durags we rock waves

Catch a L for them Gazelle's the top shades

Before pitching from the kitchen was a den of thieves

And they used to play the trade routes like the seven seas

A rough patch not enough scratch for a quart of Juice

Some say we tripping hitting pockets is a forty deuce

No summer games when it’s hunger pains, felt those

I need greens and name belts, some shell toes

A few pairs of Taylors, some suede fronts

Stand true, ran through Bambu 'fore they made blunts

Sound of cannons, brown banners in the backdrop

Can’t help but notice that our lowest came to crack rock

City was a powder keg with a short fuse

Really I ain’t got a bag or tools

Catch a lame, snatch his chain, it's too inviting

School children played in burnt buildings from Jewish lightning

Each step for us was treacherous but few was frightening

Knock his brow if he copy style, the shit was biting

Shit was biting

[Chorus]

From that rotten apple that spoiled the bunch

This time youths we got juice we got juice we got juice

From that rotten apple that spoiled the bunch

This time youths we got juice we got juice we got juice

[Verse 2]

We was doin' em next to the lots

The night bugging in morning expecting the cops

Shorty wop watching what we was trying the clock

If we entice see em strike now the iron is hot

Thought the hood love us, but good brothers died on the curb

Official here all we endear is your pride in your word

When pistols appear as crystal clear, you live or you herb

In the mix trying tricks to get what I highly deserve

Been Sire in his empire, a King in his county

Couple Queens scope me, hopefully they bringing the dowry

Draw all is flawless what they bringing is cloudy

It’s more truth I’m bringing and singing it loudly

[Chorus]

From that rotten apple that spoiled the bunch

This time youths we got juice we got juice we got juice

From that rotten apple that spoiled the bunch

This time youths we got juice we got juice we got juice

We got juice we got juice we got juice