Owen Biddle - In The Music lyrics

[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]