In The Music Lyrics - Game Theory - The Roots

(Malik B & Porn) 

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(Black Thought) 

Yeah, 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 niggaz 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 tryin to get the gingerbread 

A few stacks be the price for a nigga's 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 you 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 

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(Chorus) 2X 

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 (6X) 

(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 giving you a jawful Of somethin awful 

Yo my theoretic is leaded, Will 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 Och, don't you dare lie to me Och 

I don't know, who's this nigga that you try to be Och 

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 niggaz sinnin with orders 

(Chorus) 2X