Feel it comin' in the air And the screams from everywhere I'm addicted to the thrill It's a dangerous love affair
Can't be scared when it goes down Got a problem, tell me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Is who's gonna run this town tonight We gonna run this town
We are, ya I said it, we are This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance Get your fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds ridin' with they Dillingers I'd get more in depth if you boys really real enough This is la familia, I'll explain later But for now, let me get back to this paper
I'm a couple hands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here it go Back to runnin' circles 'round, now we squared up Hold up
Life's a game, but it's not fair I break the rules, so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thing Walkin' tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile Almost there, don't give up now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Hey, hey Hey, hey (Is who's gonna run this town tonight)
We are, ya, I said it, we are You can call me Caesar in a dark CSAR Please follow the leader, so Eric B. we are Microphone fiend, it's the return of the god, peace god
Uh, uh, and ain't nobody fresher I'm in Mason, uh, Martin Margiela On the table screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous We got a banquet full of broads, they got a table full of fellas
And they ain't spending no cake They should throw they hand in, 'cause they ain't got no spades My whole team got dough So my Bankhead is lookin' like millionaires' 'fro
Life's a game but it's not fair I break the rules, so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thing Walkin' tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile Almost there, don't give up now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Hey, hey Hey, hey (Is who's gonna run this town tonight)
It's crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow To everybody on your dick, no homo I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos Next time I'm in church, please no photos
Police escorts, everybody passports This the life that everybody ask for This a fast life, we are on a crash course What you think I rap for, to push a fucking Rav-4?
But I know that if I stay stunting All these girls only gon' want one thing I could spend my whole life "Good Will Hunting" Only good gon' come is as good when I'm coming
She got a ass that'll swallow up a g-string And up top, uh, two bee stings And I'm beasting off the riesling And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring I'm just tryin' to change the color on your mood ring Reebok, baby, you need to drop some new things Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
What's that 'Ye? Baby, these heels Is that a May, what, baby, these wheels You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill You feelin' like you runnin', huh, now you know how we feel
Wassup! Hey, hey, hey, hey Wassup! Hey, hey, hey We gonna run this town tonight