I Love Livin' in the City

You see the lights from space.

Like a beacon to the planets as it happens.

What had happened it the charts in south Manhattan

The batteries up like all my homeboys seen

We all ride in a yellow limousine

All the greats got stake in the city by the superpower

The streets got meat never mind the early hour

SUV's swarm like beetles in trees.

No matter what your needs if you got the d's

From treaties to crunk to bodies in the trunk

Its never a dull moment unless you're gettin drunk

But it might be you out on the business end

So pack a jack and watch your back

Ain't nobody your friend

Back in the jungle its survival of the fittest.

So witness the pittness as i stomp all up in this

You know where to find me im at bungalow 8

But bring a strap and half your camp and the key to

hell's gate..

I love livin'in the city

Livin' up in New York city

(4x)

I got the pug ugly suit with some goya 0 boya

Pix. Pix. Pix. Or is that too OG for ya

Action packed like Gene Hackman under the L

The buildings are so beautiful.

But nevermind the smell.

Nevermind the ghetto fab.

Their ice is from canal.

Nevermind the euro-trash their presence is banal.

Nevermind the technocrat when all he says is well

But always mind the don't walk sign.

The traffic here is hell.

Although my heart is heavy

Its a bevy of broads

Its where you should be goin its where their dealin the

cards.

The Bronx is up and yo everyone's down.

The center of the universe for some time now.

And how motherfucker.

This is New York city.

The rest of you are knuckleheads tryin to look pretty.

Vacancies range from your soul on up.

So count your chips and do the math

Or get the fuck out.

I love livin' in the city

Livin' up in New York city

(4x)

(solo)

I love livin' in the city

Livin' up in New York city

(8x)