| [Produced by Kanye West & No I.D]
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| [Intro: Rihanna]
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| Feel it comin' in the air
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| Hear the screams from everywhere
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| I’m addicted to the thrill
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| It's a dangerous love affair
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| Can’t be scared when it goes down
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| Got a problem, tell me now
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| Only thing that's on my mind
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| Is who's gon' run this town tonight
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| Is who's gon' run this town tonight
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| We gon' run this town!
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| [Verse 1: Jay Z]
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| We are, yeah, I said it: we are
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| This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
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| Get your fatigues on, all black everything
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| Black cards, black cars, all black everything
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| And our girls are blackbirds ridin' with they Dillingers
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| I get more in depth if you boys really real enough
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| This is la Familia, I'll explain later
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| But for now, let me get back to this paper
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| I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryin' to get back
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| I gave Doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks
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| Yeah, I'm talkin' 5 comma, 6 zeros, dot zero, here Doug
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| Back to runnin' circles round niggas, now we squared up
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| Hold up!
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| [Hook: Rihanna]
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| Life’s a game, but it's not fair
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| I break the rules, so I don’t care
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| So I keep doin' my own thang
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| Walkin' tall against the rain
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| Victory’s within the mile
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| Almost there, don’t give up now
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| Only thing that's on my mind
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| Is who’s gon' run this town tonight
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| Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy
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| Who’s gon' run this town tonight?
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| [Verse 2: Jay Z]
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| We are, yeah, I said it: we are
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| You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar
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| Please follow the leader, so Eric B we are
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| Microphone fiend, this the return of the God
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| Peace, God, ah ah, it ain't no nobody fresher
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| I'm in Maison, ah, Martin Margiela
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| On the table, screamin'
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| "Fuck the other side! They're jealous!"
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| We got a banquette full of broads
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| They got a table full of fellas
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| Yeah, and they ain't spendin' no cake
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| They should throw their hand in
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| ‘Cause they ain't got no spades
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| Yeah, my whole team got dough
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| So my banquette is lookin' like millionaires' row
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| [Hook: Rihanna]
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| Life’s a game, but it's not fair
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| I break the rules, so I don’t care
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| So I keep doin' my own thang
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| Walkin' tall against the rain
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| Victory’s within the mile
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| Almost there, don’t give up now
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| Only thing that's on my mind
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| Is who’s gon' run this town tonight
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| Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy
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| Who’s gon' run this town tonight?
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| [Verse 3: Kanye West]
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| It's crazy how you can go from bein' Joe Blow
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| To everybody on your dick; |
| no homo
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| I bought my whole family whips; |
| no Volvos
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| Next time I’m in church: please, no photos
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| Police escorts, everybody passports
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| This the life that everybody ask for
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| This the fast life, we are on a crash course
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| What you think I rap for, to push a fuckin' Rav 4?
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| But I know that if I stay stunting
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| All these girls only gon' want one thing
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| I can spend my whole life goodwill hunting
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| Only good gon' come is this good when I'm cumming
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| She got a ass that'll swallow up a G-string
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| And up top, ungh, two bee stings
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| And I'm beasting off the Riesling
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| And my nigga just made it out the precinct
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| We give a damn about the drama that your dude bring
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| I'm just tryin' to change the color on your mood ring
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| Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things
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| Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
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| "What's that, Ye?" |
| "Baby, these heels."
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| "Is that a May— what?!" |
| "Baby, these wheels."
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| You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill
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| You feelin' like you runnin', huh? |
| Now you know how we feel
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| [Outro: Jay Z & Rihanna]
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| Whassup!
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| Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy
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| Yeah, yeah, whassup!
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| Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy
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| We gon' run this town tonight |