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
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 bands 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 niggas, now we squared up Hold up .....
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