Chords for The Roots - In The Music Feat. Malik B & Porn

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[G] I'm from the illest part of the western [D#] hemisphere, so if you in the [G] sightseeing don't [F#m] visit there,
it's somewhere between Jersey and Delaware, Philly never seen, and them niggas ain't [C] timid
yet, them young [G] niggas lose lives by the [D#] minute there, they might start but the [G] fight never
[A] finish there, they all fucked up, try and get the [F#m] gingerbread, a few snacks be the price
for a [G] nigga here, cops and robbers, cowboy and [D#] Indians, clips and revivals in [G] Georges
and [F#m] Benjamins, a celebration of the loss of your innocence, to your old self you lost any
[C] resemblance, they say the city make a [G] dark [D#] impression, the youth just lost and they [G] want
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to get the police, they get the protection, and walk around with heat like charcoal, hell
man, [C]
turn it [G] up, let it [D#] knock, let it bang on the block, tell them [G] niggas call the [F#m] cops,
_ they want music, they don't want no problems, when it go [C] spooky, _ _ [G] _ [D#] turn _ [G] _ [F#m] _
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it [G] up, [D#] let it bang
on the block, tell them [G] _ [F#m] _
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_ _ _ _ _ niggas call the cops, [C] it's kinda ill, [G] how we get these bitches into
[D#] Bonneville, it's kind of a thrill, my [G] mind of a [F#m] spill, my nana would kill, a horsebow
I bring the force though, taintin' your gut, spittin' your [G] torso, it's colder than the North Pole
Livin' the [D#] law fool, I'm givin' you a jar [G] full of somethin' [F#m] awful, yo, my theoretic
is let it become a setting, this shit baggity, be diabetic, for [C] my romantics, I spit [G] flames
and get danged to [D#] get changed, whip it, ballpark, and [G] lock the shot, [A] don't bother me, I, don't
you dare lie to me, I, I don't know who this nigga that you tryna be, I, [G] plenty for the
doubt, but I'ma get you in a clout, [D#] big shit, send up [G] a route, we'll finish him out, [F#m] joints
different, break the borders, while we swimmin' in waters, women with daughters, we'll have
us niggas sendin' with daughters, [C] listen to music, tryna
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