Run This Town

[Chorus: Ahmir]
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 a mile
Almost there, don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who's gon' run this town tonight

[Verse 1: Chilla Jones]
Yeah, back my lines of a linebacker
Every song I hit, you gon' need a chiropractor, when you're spine's fractured
Far as the [?] rap scene, I'm a vital factor
You challengers ain't prepared for the title match-up
I got an idol stature, so if I catch ya
And [?] snipers shootin' rifles atcha
That's it, the final chapter, your book is over
Gained full speed in the game and took it over
I'm the reason whoever leadin' is lookin' over
Their shoulder, they slowin' down and they lookin' older
And my mind's at a veteran stage
It make 'em sick when I tell 'em my age
Homie, I run this town, like the mayor in [?] truck
Yep, catch up, playa, I been about bucks
Soundwave all-star, starter for the champagne
Stop hatin' and be a part of the campaign

[Interlude: Ahmir]
Is who's gon' run this town tonight

[Verse 2: D-Pryde]
Yeah, D-Pryde
I feel the rush from the crowd, feelin' extra fly
[?], we run it, you better recognize
All these rappers sound identical; Gemini
When you see the squad peel off like a clementine
You never gettin' pride, that ain't an option, pal
In the zone and I own it, I got a proper sound
I'm known as cocky now, but in this game
When the people see I'm modest, they honestly come and knock ya down
Get a check, I'm not an amateur, yo
I'm the same, never change when the cameras close
Tryin' not to get hurt, [?] threats worse
Sayin' that you run homie, ask for my consent first
W'sup

[Verse 3: Traphic]
Tra-phic
So funny how the haters tell you, "You lose"
But every day they try to watch me up on YouTube
Tryin' to bite my style, smile and their tooth loose
Used to call me Gin, now they don't; I'm that new juice
Click on my face, add the MySpace
Everybody hatin', but I'm eatin' good on my plate
And this the new RatPack, I do it my way
What you think I rap for? To only get like 5 plays?
Bitch, you can check my statistics
I'm workin' to the bone like a shirt from the Misfits
If you don't like this, you can Google it
Too hot, big in the [?] Ramen Noodle shit
What the future holds, only the Lord knows
I snatch the mic like [?] at award shows
But hold on, I'ma let you finish your rhyme
But this collaboration is the greatest of all time

[Interlude: Ahmir]
Is who's gon' run this town tonight

[Bridge: Mr. Jones]
We are, yes I said it, we are
This is Ahmirica, pledge your allegience
Make sure you're hearin' us, we gon' get what we want
One day they'll look back and figure out how we won

[Ahmir]
One
[KC]
Of the few groups on the scene where every member can sing
[Ahmir]
Two
[Mr. Jones]
Much determination, we hustlin' 'til we reach that dream
[Ahmir]
Three
[Big Mike]
We got the internet game on lock, that's why you watchin' us bring
[Ahmir]
Four
[Sing Sing]
Vocalists, one manager, one engineer on this dream team
So...

[Verse 4: Mr. Jones]
Give death to the auto-tune
That'll make our competition's lack of skills audible
Ay, I scratch my head to the follicle
Could it be we have no competition? That's plausible
[Ahmir]
So consider this [?] to you
We gon' keep doin' what we was gonna do
We got the drive and the fortitude
You can keep talkin' 'cause Ahmir is ignorin' you

[Chorus: Ahmir]
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 a mile
Almost there, don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who's gon' run this town tonight

[Outro: Sing-Sing (w/ Ahmir)]
Hey, ay-ay-ay
Hey-ay, ay-ay-ay
Hey, ay-ay-ay
(Is who's gon' run this town tonight
Is who's gon' run this town tonight
Is who's gon' run this town tonight)