Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run This Town, artist - Miss May I.
Date of issue: 01.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Run This Town |
Feel it coming in the air |
Hear the screams from everywhere |
I’m addicted to the the thrill (I'm Ready) |
It’s a dangerous love affair (C'mon) |
Can’t be scaring nickels down |
Got a problem, tell me now |
Only thing that’s on my mind |
Is who gon' run this town tonight |
Is who gon' run this town tonight |
We gon' run this town |
Jay-Z: |
We are, yeah, I said it, we are |
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance |
Get y’all fatigues on, all black everything |
Black cards, black cars, all black everything |
And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers |
I 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 tryna get back |
I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks |
Yeah, I’m talking five comma six zeroes dot zero? |
Back to running circles 'round niggas, now we squared up! |
Hold up |
Rihanna: |
Life’s a game but it’s not fair |
I break the rules so I don’t care |
So I keep doing my own thing |
Walking 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 gon' run this town tonight |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Who gon' run this town tonight? |
Jay-Z: |
We are, yeah, I said it, we are |
You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar |
Please follow the leader, so Eric B we are |
Microphone fiend, it’s the return of the God, peace God |
And ain’t nobody fresher I’m in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela |
On the table, screaming fuc*k the other side, they jealous |
We got a bankhead full of broads, they got a table full of fellas |
And they ain’t spendin' 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' Row |
Rihanna: |
Life’s a game but it’s not fair |
I break the rules so I don’t care |
So I keep doing my own thing |
Walking 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 gon' run this town tonight |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Who gon' run this town tonight? |
Kanye West: |
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 f*ckin' 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 it’s good when I’m coming |
She got an a*s that’ll swallow up her G-string |
And up top, uh, two bee stings |
And I’m beasting, off the re-sling |
And my nigga just made it out the precinct |
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring |
I’m just tryna change the color on your mood ring |
Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things |
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings? |
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 run it, huh? |
Now you know how we feel |
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Jay-Z: |
Wha’sup? |
Rihanna: |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Jay-Z: |
Wha’sup? |
Rihanna: |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay |
Who gon' run this town tonight? |
Jay-Z: |
Wha’sup? |