In the Apple Tree

[bass intro] (Verse 1) Yo, way up high in the apple tree, Where the streets are hot and the vibe is free. Two red apples, they caught my eye, Said, "Come on down, let's give it a try." I reached up high, with all my might, Shook that tree, in the dead of night. Down came an apple, with a thud it fell, Juice drippin' down, it's a sweet cartel. (Chorus) Way up high in the apple tree, Two red apples smiled at me. I shook that tree as hard as I could, Dooowwwwwwwn came an apple, Mmmm, it was good! (Verse 2) Now the block's buzzin', with apple delight, We hustle hard, from dawn 'til night. Crisp and juicy, straight from the vine, Every apple's a treasure, every bite's divine. In the hustle and bustle, we find our way, Survivin' the streets, every single day. From the hood to the burbs, we make our stand, With an apple in hand, we own this land. (Chorus) Way up high in the apple tree, Two red apples smiled at me. I shook that tree as hard as I could, Dooowwwwwwwn came an apple, Mmmm, it was good! [Piano break] (Bridge) So raise 'em up high, toast to the grind, In this appsta rap, apple-pickin' rhyme. From the streets to the trees, we claim our hood, With two red apples, life's all good. (Outro) So remember this tale, wherever you roam, In the heart of the city, or back home. When life throws you struggles, misunderstood, Just grab that apple, and make it all good. I shook that tree as hard as I could, Dooowwwwwwwn came an apple, Mmmm, it was good! Mmmm, it was good! [End]