Song | I Love Livin' In The City |
Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
Album | Livin' In The City |
作词 : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
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, but nevermind the early hour | |
SUV's swarm like beatles in trees, no matter what your needs if you got the D's | |
From treaties to crunk, to bodies in the trunk | |
Yo, it's 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 it's survival of the fittest | |
So witness the pittness as I stomp all up in this | |
You know where to find me, I'm at Bungalow 8 | |
But bring a strap and half your camp and the key to hell's gate | |
I love livin' in the city | |
Give it up for New York City! (x4) | |
I got the pug ugly suit with some goya o boya | |
Pix, pix, pix, or is that too O.G. 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, it's a bevy of broads | |
It's where you should be goin' it's where they're 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 | |
Give it up for New York City! (x4) | |
guitar solo | |
I love livin' in the city | |
Give it up for New York City! (x8) |
zuò cí : Fun Lovin' Criminals | |
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, but nevermind the early hour | |
SUV' s swarm like beatles in trees, no matter what your needs if you got the D' s | |
From treaties to crunk, to bodies in the trunk | |
Yo, it' s 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 it' s survival of the fittest | |
So witness the pittness as I stomp all up in this | |
You know where to find me, I' m at Bungalow 8 | |
But bring a strap and half your camp and the key to hell' s gate | |
I love livin' in the city | |
Give it up for New York City! x4 | |
I got the pug ugly suit with some goya o boya | |
Pix, pix, pix, or is that too O. G. 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 eurotrash, 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, it' s a bevy of broads | |
It' s where you should be goin' it' s where they' re 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 | |
Give it up for New York City! x4 | |
guitar solo | |
I love livin' in the city | |
Give it up for New York City! x8 |