In The Music (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Malik B.)

I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere So, if you into sight seein', don't visit there It's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware Philly never scared and them niggas ain't timid there Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there It might start but the fight never finish there They all fucked up tryna get the gingerbread A few stacks be the price for a nigga head Cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians Clips and revolvers and George's and Benjamin's A celebration of the loss of your innocence To your old self, you've lost any resemblance They say the city make a dark impression The youth just lost and they want direction But they don't get the police, they get the protection And walk around with heat like Charlton Heston, man Hook x2: P.O.R.N. It's in the music, turn it up let it knock Let it bang on the block 'til the neighbors call the cops The cops gone come but they ain't gone do shit They don't want no problems, what are y'all stupid It's all in the music Verse 2: Malik B It's kinda ill how we grip these bitches in the Bonneville It's kind of a thrill, my mind, it will spill, my nine, it will kill Of course, bro, like crossbow, I bring the force, though Hittin your guts, splittin' your torso It's colder than the North Pole, livin' unlawful I'm givin' you a jawful of somethin' awful Yo, my theoretic is leaded, well, come and set it The shit bang and leave you diabetic, for paramedics I spit flames and get dames to get change With pitbull bark and lock the shock Don't bother me, Ahk, don't you dare lie to me, Ahk I don't know who this nigga that you try to be, Ahk Benefit of doubt had me think you in it for clout Big shit, send it for route and finish him out Joints stiff from rigor mortis, while we swimmin' in waters Women with daughters will have us niggas sinnin' with orders Hook x2