Feel it comin' in the air (yeah)Hear the screams from everywhere (yeah)I'm addicted to the thrill (I'm ready)It's a dangerous love affair (what's up? C'mon)Can't be scared when it goes downGot a problem, tell me now (what's up?)Only thing that's on my mind (what's up?)Is who gon' run this town tonight (uh, what's up? Uh)Is who gon' run this town tonight (yeah, what's up? Yeah)We gon' run this town
We are, yeah, I said it, we areThis is Roc Nation, pledge your allegianceGet your fatigues on, all black everythingBlack cards, black cars, all black everythingAnd our girls are blackbirds ridin' with they DillingersI get more in depth if you boys really real enoughThis is La Familia, I'll explain laterBut for now, let me get back to this paper
I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryin' to get backI gave Doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacksYeah, I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here DougBack to runnin' circles 'round niggas, now we squared upHold up
Life's a game, but it's not fair (yeah)I break the rules, so I don't care (uh-huh)So I keep doin' my own thingWalkin' tall against the rain (what's up?)Victory's within the mileAlmost there, don't give up now (what's up?)Only thing that's on my mind (what's up?)Is who gon' run this town tonight (uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)Hey, hey, hey, hey (what's up?)Is who gon' run this town tonight
We are, yeah, I said it, we areYou can call me Caesar, in a dark CaesarPlease follow the leader, so Eric B. we areMicrophone fiend, this the return of the godPeace, God (ah, ah) it ain't no nobody fresherI'm in Maison (uh), Martin Margiela
On the table, screamin', "Fuck the other side! They jealous!"We got a banquette full of broads, they got a table full of fellas (eww)And they ain't spendin' no cakeThey should throw they hand in 'cause they ain't got no spades (eww)My whole team got doughSo my banquette is lookin' like Millionaires' Row (eww)
Life's a game, but it's not fairI break the rules, so I don't care (what's up?)So I keep doin' my own thing (uh, uh)Walkin' tall against the rain (g-yeah, g-yeah)Victory's within the mile (what's up?)Almost there, don't give up now (a thing that's, my mind, who?)Only thing that's on my mindIs who gon' run this town tonight (uh, what's up?)Hey, hey, hey, hey (yeah, yeah, yeah, what's up? Ay)Is who gon' run this town tonight (hey)
It's crazy how you can go from bein' Joe BlowTo everybody on yo' dick, no homoI bought my whole family whips, no VolvosNext time I'm in church, please, no photosPolice escorts, everybody passportsThis the life that everybody ask forThis the fast life, we are on a crash courseWhat you think I rap for? To push a fuckin' Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stuntingAll these girls only gon' want one thingI can spend my whole life goodwill huntingOnly good gon' come is this good when I'm cummingShe got a ass that'll swallow up a G-stringAnd up top, ugh, two bee stingsAnd I'm beasting off the RieslingAnd my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that your dude bringI'm just tryin' change the color on your mood ringReebok, baby, you need to try some new thingsHave 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 refillYou feelin' like you runnin', huh? Now you know how we feel
What's up?Hey, hey, hey, hey (yeah, yeah)What's up?Hey, hey, heyWe gon' run this town tonight
What's up?