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!
