[Verse 1: Black Thought]
I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere
So if you into sight seeing don't visit there
It's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware
Philly never scared and them n***as ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish there
They all f**ed up tryna get the gingerbread
A few stacks be the price for a n***a'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 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
[Refrain 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 sh**
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 b**hes in the Bonneville
It's kind of a thrill, my mind it will spill, my nine it will k**
Of course bro like crossbow, I bring the force though
Hittin your guts splitting your torso
It's colder than the North Pole living unlawful
I'm giving you a jawful Of somethin awful
Yo my theoretic is leaded, will come and set it
The sh** 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 Ock, don't you dare lie to me Ock
I don't know, who's this n***a that you try to be Ock
Benefit of doubt had me think you in it for clout
Big sh**, send it for route and finish him out
Joints stiff from rigor mortis
While we swimmin in waters, women with daughters
Will have us n***as sinnin with orders
[Refrain x2]