Who Sang Rotten Apple? Awar & Vanderslice

Vanderslice The Winning Team cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2014-7-22
length: 5:09
Lyrics
Mind of the divine with the blood of a warrior
First guts and glory, then comes euphoria.
It was blunt in four days and now they're pouring cups
As I keep my corneas fixed for crowned Victoria's
The jungle's in New York, we don't bound the foreignness
Informant in every corner gets found in the corridor
Left of the corner, fuck is this? I'm warning ya!
I cover the source, I'm like big in...
Till they cover is corpse in my ... attire
Stay fresh to death, twisting an easy wider
You can't tell me shit, pa, you're preaching to the choir
No greedy contracts when the streets assign, yeah!
Ya need a reminder, get rid of those big bucks
Up the Ashalon, I won't set up for bread chromes
Same heads who came with me, I don't ...
My brother .. but give up my left lung,
What?

Hook:
BX, Brooklyn, yeah, what up, dwag?
Standing in Manhattan, yeah, what up, dwag?
Queens, Jersey, yeah, what up, dwag?
Upstate, Philly, yeah, what up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
Handcuffs, bracelets, chains, shackles
This goes hard to the hard core of the rotten apple!

Bringing that feeling back to when we had the throne
Raps home don't turn into a disaster zone.
With the baddest roam flash and chrome
We're cast into the stones.
Chattered domes and scattered bones in the catacombs
Addict is on, they stack them in.. blocks.
Here you either go platinum or you're selling blocks and ready ...
A lot of soldiers will be shell shocked
Dwelling in shell tops, welcome to the melting pot!
Where I made my mark, show this blade is razor sharp
Praise the gods, my own style is...
Play your cards right, you might escape the narks
Make that one last slip and then aim for the charts.
I pay them a heart purple, a move militant
My shoes who ain't filling it, who's equivalent?
Call it instincts, my skills is too legit to quit
Ride around, get in this loop till I'm filthy rich!
War!

Hook:
BX, Brooklyn, yeah, what up, dwag?
Standing in Manhattan, yeah, what up, dwag?
Queens, Jersey, yeah, what up, dwag?
Upstate, Philly, yeah, what up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
Handcuffs, bracelets, chains, shackles
This goes hard to the hard core of the rotten apple!

Irradiate in the summer, turn into nuclear winter
Hungry enough to chew up your crew for dinner.
I got champagne dreams, old and it was nightmares
The way I marking rappers got with us, it's time...
The same place that you stand, I'll leave you right there
Earn my stripes here, I'm Mike ...
You bitches only fight tears, I keep enemies close
They hunt them in their sleep, I keep my identity ghost.
I put my timberlines deep down in mechanism rope ...
Science project gone wrong with the chemistry to blow
But this kind of perfection can't be genetically cloned.
Let to be known, I'm from the land of the corrupt
You can handle them the box, or planned to get stucked.
You can cost us the life, but the hard attack is free
Cause the bad seed doesn't fall far from the apple tree.

Hook:
BX, Brooklyn, yeah, what up, dwag?
Standing in Manhattan, yeah, what up, dwag?
Queens, Jersey, yeah, what up, dwag?
Upstate, Philly, yeah, what up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
What up, dwag? What up, dwag?
Handcuffs, bracelets, chains, shackles
This goes hard to the hard core of the rotten apple!

Tracklist
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Winning Team Intro
  • 2 Spring Training
  • 3 Rotten Apple
  • 4 Orange Boxcutter 2
  • 5 Broad Daylight
  • 6 Wake Up Call
  • 7 Hustlers Spirit
  • 8 We Belong to the City
  • 9 Cadillac Grills
  • 10 Cloud 9
  • 11 Ready for the World
  • 12 Reincarnation
  • 13 Another One
  • 14 High Grade
  • 15 Nothin' Left to Say
  • 16 The Winning Team
  • 17 Gorilla Warfare

  • Release information
    country(area): [Worldwide]
    format: Digital Media
    script: Latin