Appletree (Live @ The Jazz Café) - Erykah Badu

I'd like to dedicate this to all the creative, righteous children I have some food in my bag for you Not that edible food, the food you eat, no Perhaps some food for thought Since knowledge is infinite It has infinitely fell on me so um... It was a stormy night, you know, the kind where the lightnin' strike And I was hangin' out with some my artsy friends Ooh wee, ooh wee, ooh wee The night was long, the night went on, people coolin' out until the Break of dawn Incense was burnin' so I'm feelin' right, aight See I pick my friends like I pick my fruit My Granny told me that when I was only a youth I don't walk around trying to be what I'm not I don't waste my time trying to get what you got I work at pleasin' me 'Cause I can't please you and that's why I do what I do My soul flies free like a willow tree Doo wee, doo wee, doo wee And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from my Apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, then you don't want to pick from my Apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, then you don't want to pick from my Apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, you just don't want to be down I have a hoe And I take it everywhere I go 'Cause I'm plantin' seeds so I reap what I sow, ya know, ya know On and on, and on and on, my cypher keep's movin' like a rollin' stone I can't control the soul flowin' in me Ooh wee, ooh wee, oh wee See I picks my friends like I pick my fruit My Granny told me that when I was only a youth I don't walk around trying to be what I'm not I don't waste my time trying to get what ya got I work at pleasin' me 'Cause I can't please you and that's why I do what I do My soul flies free like a willow tree Doo wee, doo wee, doo wee And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from My apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from My apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from My apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, you just don't want to be Down Oh my my my, oh my my my, oh my my my, my my my my I picks my friends like I pick my fruit My Granny told me that when I was only a youth I don't walk around trying to be what I'm not I don't waste my time trying to get what you got I work at pleasin' me 'Cause I can't please you, and that's why I do what I do My soul flies free like a willow tree Doo wee, doo wee, doo wee And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from My apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, dum dum diddy And if you don't want to be down with me, you don't want to pick from My apple tree And if you don't want to be down with me, you just don't want to be Down You just don't want to be down You just don't want to be down, down, down You just don't want to be down You just don't want to be down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down...

My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes, I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was I think it's 'cause I'm clumsy I try not to talk too loud Maybe it's because I'm crazy I try not to act too proud They only hit until you cry After that you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore Yes, I think I'm okay I walked into the door again If you ask that's what I'll say It's not your business anyway I guess I'd like to be alone With nothing broken, nothing thrown Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes, I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was They only hit until you cry After that you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore Thank you

Aye Yea See I've really been out on a mission And keep all this paper we having still come in and flip it Started out robbin, Batman we the gidgets When that shit didn't work talk to pop out the chicken All of them talk my badass still ain't listen was living But taught me the ways of the kitchen Don't need me a product I can microwave whip it I bang the hi-c just like a christian Went from that seat to the spot now we living Still running their mouth they gon die by the mentions They bitches and most of them not from the trenches Come to my block come and see how we living We chilling with glocks and they all got extensions Moved to the North cause I seen they was with me Go ask about it got a spot had em spinning Aye went from balling, to clutching, to sinning Was robbing and don't give it up then we kill him One legged partna 5k he a killer Came back from the dead, bitch I'm feeling like Thriller Aye asked ya hoe she know I'm that nigga She came through the circle just know she a spinner She swallow it all for a pill and some liquor Having our way could retire a stripper But instead bought a bbl got the bitch thicker A fuck nigga play he get found in the river Her diamonds froze they so cold make me shiver I been pouring up drank know its hurting my liver Shit that's the cost to keep sane from these niggas He say the wrong thing let it rain on these niggas Damn he a hoe, ain't no shame in these niggas Be all on the net but still claim you a killer Bitch if you real here my chain go little nigga Admit it, these niggas don't rap What they living and live what they rap Boy that shit really cap I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats Shit is cool I get jamming at least I know where they at I start sweet dicking hoes they don't know how to act Quick to blow up my phone get my name as a tat? Can't be stuck on a hoe I'm too deep in these racks It was crack but I'm really turnt up off of rap Admit it, these niggas don't rap What they living and live what they rap Boy that shit really cap I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats Shit is cool I get jamming at least I know where they at I start sweet dicking hoes they don't know how to act Quick to blow up my phone get my name as a tat? Can't be stuck on a hoe I'm too deep in these racks It was crack but I'm really turnt up off of rap Aye

He's on his way He's moving to Hollywood He's bussing into Hollywood Show him the way He's moving to Hollywood He's hopping into Hollywood He's waited at bus stops, all his life He's been in and out of lost places Seen eyes that spoke to him From sad and empty place He's on his way He's moving to Hollywood He's bussing into Hollywood Show him the way He's moving to Hollywood He's hopping into Hollywood You know he's gonna be Dressed to kill He's gonna find some brand new thrill What ever it is he's looking for You better tell him that there's so much more In Hollywood, Hollywood He's on his way He's moving to Hollywood He's bussing into Hollywood Show him the way He's moving to Hollywood He's hopping into Hollywood Painted faces Sunburned skin Mixed expressions Smile whore thin Caught in the blink of Hollywood And in battle of maneuvering skin False expressions, washed out dreams Everybody makes believe, in Hollywood He's on his way He's moving to Hollywood He's bussing into Hollywood Show him the way He's moving to Hollywood He's hopping into Hollywood