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(Rihanna)Feel it coming in the airHear the screams from everywhereI'm addicted to the the thrillIt's a dangerous love affairCan't be scaring nickels downGot a problem, tell me nowOnly thing that's on my mindIs who gon' run this town tonightIs who gon' run this town tonightWe gon' run this town(Jay-Z)We are, yeah, I said it, we areThis is Roc Nation, pledge your allegianceGet y'all fatigues on, all black everythingBlack cards, black cars, all black everythingAnd our girls are blackbirds, riding 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 paperI'm a couple bands down and I'm tryna get backI gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacksYeah, I'm talking five comma six zeroes dot zero, here girlBack to running circles 'round niggas, now we squared upHold up(Rihanna)Life's a game but it's not fairI break the rules so I don't careSo I keep doing my own thingWalking tall against the rainVictory's within the mileAlmost there, don't give up nowOnly thing that's on my mindIs who gon' run this town tonightHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-eyHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-eyWho gon' run this town tonight?(Jay-Z)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, it's the return of the God, peace, GodAnd ain't nobody fresherI'm in Maison, uh, Martin MargielaOn the table, screaming f*** the other side, they jealousWe got a bankhead full of broads,they got a table full of fellas(Ewww) And they ain't spendin' no cakeThey should throw they hand in,'cause they ain't got no spades(Ewww) My whole team got doughSo my bankhead is lookin' like Millionaires' Row(Ewww)(Rihanna)Life's a game but it's not fairI break the rules so I don't careSo I keep doing my own thingWalking tall against the rainVictory's within the mileAlmost there, don't give up nowOnly thing that's on my mindIs who gon' run this town tonightHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-eyHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-eyWho gon' run this town tonight?(Kanye West)It's crazy how you can go from being Joe BlowTo everybody on your 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 a 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 could spend my whole life good will huntingOnly good gon' come is it's good when I'm comingShe got an ass that'll swallow up her G-stringAnd up top, uh, two bee stingsAnd I'm beasting, off the re-slingAnd my nigga just made it out the precinctWe give a damn about the drama that you do bringI'm just tryna change the color on your mood ringReebok, baby, you need to try some new thingsHave you ever had shoes without shoestrings?What's that, Ye? Baby, these heelsIs that a May-what? Baby, these wheelsYou trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refillYou feelin' like you run it, huh?Now you know how we feel(Jay-Z)Wha'sup?(Rihanna)Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-eyHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey, ey-ey-ey-ey(Jay-Z)Wha's up?(Rihanna)Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-yeah, ey-ey-ey-yeahHey-ey-ey-ey-ey-yeahWe gon' run this town tonight(Jay-Z)Wha's up?
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