Verse 1: Another day gone by And I still feel the same Another empty promise that things will ever change Chorus: Someday I'll get the picture, Make
Verse 1: Seems like it started So long ago And now we've parted Where will we go? Our time is over Only too soon We're moving forward Carry me through
Verse 1: Was it emotion or just a motion set in time? Was it charity or just clarity of the mind? Was it a daydream on a day when dreams come true?
fooling you And that's all right with me You'll figure it out eventually But as for now your lame excuses have to stand On on leg or the other One way
Verse 1: So little breathing Chest hardly heaving You're leaving this moment now Saying goodbye to Those who you lied to And tried to leave all behind
level beneath Broke five ribs both hands and blew out his teeth But the level below is where they all want his position They all look the other way and
me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight... Is who's gonna run this town tonight... We gonna run this town [Verse 1 -
my mind Is who gon' run this town tonight (Uh, wassup) Is who gon' run this town tonight (Yeah, wassup, yeah) We gon' run this town [Verse 1: Jay-Z]
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,
this town tonight) Hey-e-e-e-y Hey-e-e-e-e-e-y (We gonna run this town tonight) Hey-e-e-e-y (We gonna run this town tonight)
, tell me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight Is who's gonna run this town tonight We gonna run this town We are,
Hyah! Attention to all you punk motherfuckers out there (Uh-huh uh-huh, check it out, check it out) Funky Noble Productions represent for the nine-four and nine-five
me doin' a hundred miles an hour Through the city evadin' the Feds Started this shit called the counsel and we all made a pledge Not to fuck each others bitches or touch each others
night.. It's a nice night so I drop the top Hynas tripping out when my 62 rocks Pop the Proper Dos, simon Mexican Power Everybody's cruising about five miles
Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H-town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody
Fifty five, a bad age, smelling of Brut from Fabrege' and sweat EZ Dan don't bathe a lot these days And why the hell should he anyway? "She's got a few miles
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