Roots (The) - In The Music текст песни

Yeah!

I'm from the illest part of the Western Hemisphere

So if you into sightseein', don't visit there

It's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware

Philly never scared and them niggers 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 nigger head

Cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians

Clips and revolvers, and Georges and Benjamins

A celebration of the loss of your innocence

To your old self, you 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



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 gon' come

But they ain't gonna do shit

They don't want no problems

What, are y'all stupid?

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music



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 gon' come

But they ain't gonna do shit

They don't want no problems

What, are y'all stupid?

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music



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

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 this nigger that you try to be, och

Benefit of doubt

Had me think you in it for clout

Big shit, sent it for route

And finish him out

Joints stiff from rigor mortis

While we swimmin' in waters

Women with daughters

Will have us niggers

Sinnin' with orders



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 gon' come

But they ain't gonna do shit

They don't want no problems

What, are y'all stupid?

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music



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 gon' come

But they ain't gonna do shit

They don't want no problems

What, are y'all stupid?

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music

It's all in the music