Run This Town (Album Version (Explicit))

Run This Town (Album Version (Explicit))

Rihanna

Feel it comin' in the air
Hear 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 gon' run this town tonight
Is who gon' run this town tonight
We gonna run this town

We are, yeah I said it
We are, this is Roc Nation
Pledge your allegiance
Get ya black tees 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's
Six zeros, got zero
Here it go, back to runnin' circles 'round niggas
Now we squared up, hold up

Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doin' my own thing
Walkin' 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
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Is who gon' run this town tonight)
Hey, hey, hey, hey

We are, yeah I said it
We are, you can call me Cesar
In a dark Czar
Please follow the leader
So Eric B. we are
Microphone fiend
It's the return of the god
Peace god (Ah! Ah!)
And ain't nobody fresher
I'm in Mason (uh!)
Martin Margiela, on the tape we're screamin'
Fuck the other side, they jealous
We got a banquet for the broads
We got a table for of fellas (ew!)
And they ain't spending no cake
They should throw they hand in
Cause they ain't got no spades (ew!)
My whole team got dough
So my banquette is looking like millionaires' row (ew!)

Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doin' my own thing
Walkin' 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
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Is who gon' run this town tonight)
Hey, hey, hey, hey

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 Volvo's
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 fucking Rav-4?
But I know that if I stay stun-ting
All these girls only gonna want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon' come is as good when I'm cumming
She got a ass that'll swallow up a g-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I'm beasting, off the Riesling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
I'm just trying to change the color on your mood ring
Reebok, baby
You need to drop some new things
Have 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 refill
You feelin' like you runnin', huh?
Now you know how we feel, whats up!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

We gonna run this town tonight! Whats up!

Written by SHAWN CARTER, ROBYN FENTY, KANYE WEST, ERNEST DION WILSON, ATHANASIOS ALATAS, JEFFREY NATH BHASKER, JEFF BHASKER, CHRISTOS VLACHAKIS, NIKOS DOUNAVIS, MARINOS GIAMALAKIS, NIKO GRAPSAS
Published by CHRYSALIS MUSIC GROUP, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

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