Fun Lovin' Criminals - City Boy

Like Magellan we was over by my man catchin' paper
Frankie on the cubes and fisty on the sabre
I was on the mix mad drinkin' that is
When I found all these locals all up in my biz
See I had to do some splainin cause the language they was playin'
Wasn't NewYorkese or for that Spanglish even
I walked up to the man with the largest of hands
Cold briefed him on the plan, turned around and sang...

I'm a city boy, baby
Don't you ever try to play me
Sometimes I act real crazy
But I'm a city boy, baby

You know they always like a story down on flatbush ave
I remembered when I listened and we stole what we had
If America's a tit then New York is the nipple
So suck on this and you may learn a little
The golden rule's for fools or for men who are righteous
So play the cards you're dealt and maybe you might just
Slide on by with no damage to your pride
Go let ignorance be your guide

I'm a city boy, baby
Don't you ever try to play me
Sometimes I act real crazy
But I'm a city boy, baby