Chilla Jones - Run This Town lyrics

[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 co*ky 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? b**h, 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 sh** 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 d**h to the auto-tune That'll make our competition's lack of sk**s 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)