Bygone - You'll Know a Tree by Its Fruit Lyrics

You could have aimed a pistol to my head
Now I look back and I dread and dread
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
Only forbidden fruits yours apparently produce
The root of all evil, my world, now what are you teaching all of my people
Funny how we ain't too different
Yin and yang, crime and peace
Oh, how they correlate
Maybe I'm searching too deep
Maybe you surviving off scraps that your mama could barely leave you in the will
Maybe you were just always ill minded
Way to see the coin flipped
Funny how we both busting a lip
I'm instilling these thoughts in your noggin
He's stealing your car keys, and pressing for more then, just some charges

Out for blood, but showing off more than just some fangs
I can see the stains, and the dirt on your shoes
These are his cold hearted blues
Homie, I want revenge
I want you to feel what I felt that day
But you and I, we just ain't the same
You'll know a tree by its fruit,
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
Peel a few bad apples, and they here to stay
For good

They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
How we both equal, but we never correlate,
Stimulate my brain, a brutal killer,
Metaphorically, of course, got a young lost mind running off course,
He spitting in my face
Face facts you a weak ass bitch
They told me, die slowly, or you get the cash
Survival of the fittest, so I guess we both busting our ass
Holding my breath
Might be my last
Murder so he can pay for his upper class
Gotta make money to succeed
These fancy cars, they ain't come for free
Gotta make it fast before they take a big fee
See I understand, need to make the dough
So you don't feel one below
You're stepping on what I built,

But why should you even give a f*ck
That's the difference between you and me
Why one got a gun, and the other gets beaten you see
So easily, my life is worth more than a couple bills you see
I tried to give you, one last chance, seriously
Ain't gonna stop gunnin' till I got a grill on my teeth
Takin' my shit now we got beef
A strap, walking through the streets
Could've aimed that pistol at me
Sometimes the devil wanna poke someone down and just leave
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
Taking their pride, and stealing their loot
Maybe, that's what it takes to make it in this industry
But if that's true, what does that make me, tell me and what does that make you

Looking in the mirror
A lot I got to change
Before I go psychotic in my brain
Starting to break the cycle day by day
Everyday I go through this shit
Brightening every passing, so I tried creating fruits in a different fashion
Now my bars here to Cincinnati
For what its worth thank you, now I started cashing
Tarantino all the action
The audience see my failures, yet they clapping after they laughing
Had to break out, so then I started trapping
Now you looking for my cd's
See this is hard work, now all that is left is the world to take what I've earned
You could be how I crash and I burn, vice versa
Devil scream, oh some spice it won't hurt ya
Trying to keep ya out the grave stone
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
They say you'll know a tree by its fruit
Taking their pride, and stealing their loot
Maybe
That's what it takes to make it in this industry
But if that's true, what does that make me, tell me and what does that make you
And what does that make you?