Lyrics:

Feel it coming 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 goin' run this town tonight
Who goin' run this town tonight
We goin' run this town!

Wassup
Wassup

We are, yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get your fatigues on, all-black everything
Black cards, blacks cars, all-black everything
And that girl's a black birds riding with their poop
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 tryin' get back
I gave Doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks
Me, I'm talking five, comma, six zeros, got zeros, jigga
Back to running 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 thang
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 goin' run this town tonight
Hey, hey, hey
Who's goin' run this town tonight

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, this the return of the God
Peace, God, Ah, ah, it ain't no nobody fresher
I'm in Maison, ah, Martin Margiela
On the table screaming, 'Fuck the other side, they jealous'
We got a banquet full of broads, they got a table full of fellas
Yeah, and they ain't spending no cake
They should throw they hand in 'cause they ain't got no spades
Yeah, my whole team got dough
So my banquet is looking like Millionaires' Row
Yeah

Life's a game, but it's not fair
I break the rules, so I don't care
So I keep doin' my own thang
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 goin' run this town tonight
Hey, hey, hey
Who's goin' run this town tonight

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 the 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 stunting
All these girls only gon want one thing
I can spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon come is it's good when I'm coming
She got an ass that'll swallow up a G-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I'm feasting off the Riesling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn 'bout the drama that you do bring
I'm just tryin' change the color of your mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to try 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 tripping when you ain't sipping, have a refill
You feelin' like you running, huh?
Now you know how we feel

Wassup (Jay-Z)

Hey, hey, hey
We goin' run this town tonight

Wassup (Jay-Z)