Rotten Apple Remix Prodigy & The Alchemist (Ft. Sean Price)

[Hook: Prodigy]
The Rotten Apple made me like this
I don't give a fuck
I'll shoot a nigga down and cut a nigga up
New York made me this way; I'm all about a buck
My close friends was murdered, I bulletproofed my truck
Shit New York taught me - it's no mercy
There's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty
New York, New York, nigga (New York City)
It's Queens, New York, nigga

[Verse One: Prodigy]
Listen, nigga, my face got the scars
My brain got the smarts, my chest got the heart
To fuck sum'n up; what, nigga? I make it hot
Police be on the block 'cause P just shot
Some stupid fucka, now you niggas can't pump - oh, mad at me?
Should be mad at that nigga who was tryna crab me
You know I ain't the one, if you didn't, you know now
These niggas be slow 'til I blow the four pound
And put a li'l pep in their step
I got death for any nigga wit' a 'S' on they chest
That's my reflexes when you hear them shots
See, if I gave it to a nigga he deserved what he got
Look, my hammer got the cure for your amnesia
How conveniently we forget, P is Black Caesar
It's Hell over in Queens, that swell up in my jeans
Don't mean I'm happy to see you, that mean I got the thang