[Intro: Beanie Sigel]

Beanie Sigel

Philly is where I'm from

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, mm

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]

We from P-H-I-L-A period

P-A period, Eve, they hearin' it

Believe they fearin' it, but lovin' it, though

I hate the game, fuck the fame, but I'm lovin' the dough

You couldn't tell me in a million years

And a thousands bars that I'd roam the reservoir with dogs

Show the world what crew love was about

Drop "Adrenaline!", "4-5-6", I showed 'em what a thug was about

I know you love flossin' with X, bustin' them checks

Getting tattoos, paw prints on your chest

I ain't mad, baby, get that cash

Make them hatin' bitches kiss your ass, Ruff Ryde, lift that strap

I'm gon' walk 'til I see how these fleas gon' feel

When I come through with the whip with the Bs on the wheel

Burgundy thing, cream gut, cherry wood

Steerin' wheel, a B surrounded by the wing on the hood

I know they like, "How they collide?"

He roll with Roc, you Ruff Ryde, but we Black Friday tied

How you think they gon' feel seein' us Grammy night?

Let me tell you, a bunch of ifs, ands and mights

Billboard charts, Source ads and mics

And if I say so myself, goddamn, we tight

Fuck bein' humble, ain't no other way to end this

We ain't open up the door, we knocked that bitch up off the hinges

[Chorus: Beanie Sigel & Eve]

Oh, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 2: Eve]

No doubt we represent P-H-I-L-A period

E-V-E period, fuck with B period

We gon' hold it down for Illadel' for life

Came through, made a name, nigga, nailed it tight

And now we shine, been knew, shit it was 'bout time

Switched from streets to beats, Platinum lines

Used to struggle in the hood just to brodie the mic

Took the fame 'cause they ain't give it us, now we excite

The biggest crowds and they screamin' loud, Philly the shit

Roc-A-Fella rap guerrilla, blonde bombshell bitch

I Ruff Ryde, take your mind, shit, you doin' the same

Work hard, now the streets stay shoutin' our names

Fame is funny, get money, snakes in the grass

When the hostility shows, niggas face get smashed

But I stay grounded, brick house stallion

My bitches keep me real while I make millions

Pile it on, huh, we gon' have it all in a minute

Give it back the hood and we gon' ball in a minute

'Cause anything we want, we gon' have on our plate

Matter of time before we killed it, Beans, it was our fate

And cats is stressed, gave it all, they expected less

Disrespect, take it back the hood, protect your chest

Tried to break us, but we broke through, got the job done

That's what's up, runnin' shit, now tell 'em where I am from

[Chorus: Beanie Sigel]

Oh, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Phily, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly

Mm, Philly where I am from

Mm, Philly, Philly