livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the ci-tayyyy!
(This what happens in the city e`ryday)
[Run-D.M.C.] The city..
c-c-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
[Run-D.M.C.] The ci..
c, ci-c, ci-c-c-c-c-ci-tayyyy!
[D.M.C.]
From the city, although it ain`t pretty
And times gettin down to the nitty gritty
The city busy, traffic tragic
Magic graphic ain`t nuttin to laugh at
Poverty, robbery, larceny
Problems to me so don`t bother me
with the drugs thugs I ain`t got no time for that
I`m too busy tryin to get another brother`s, pockets fat
Stay the fuck in school, cool learn the rule
Knowledge to fuel the brain the tool
I kick info just to let you know
the rhyme gonna show you how far you can go
in the city
L-li-li-la-li, li-li-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
The ci-tayyyy!
*car tires squeal*