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and the night nigga
No Kid Cudi
The car isn't foreign
I whip the American like I own ford
I don't trust America, nigga what for
Know they'll call you a terrorist

watch perfect timing
I rock out just like a rockstar
Dancing on top of a cop car
First time all live no I do not spar
I don't care bout ya rassclaat
I

her later
I'm running I'm running
Not ready to stop
Riding this train all the way to the top
Running the game
They seeing the score
They callin the game

Cower behind their flag and law
Safe at the top but in the end you'll fall
Seeds of those who prop up machines
Of hate and greed - your American

do
And the world will see the truth
By the time that I'm through
You want it static, I can give it to you
Automatic tattoos don’t make you G, nigga
Bow

see me
Go straight to the top
But I shoot for the stars
And I aim for the moon
With the pop and the smoke
Make the crowd go (Woo)
Make the haters mad

the weather no whether if it's nice or not
Whether or not you like this heat or think a nigga hot
Expect me at the top
Your boy godly by nature (Godly nigga)

can testify
American style through the years and time
Yeah i like to get high and thrive
Jesus came down and gave me five
Whole world feels da hype

Wishful Thinking

Kool G Rap

Endangered Species

2001

on, I be the top extortionist 
Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof 
All my

once you know the word and not the world you can truly win
All drama will do is sit your mind and spin and spin (spin and spin)
Save that drama, not for

(Tengu, turn this up) Yeah
(L-L-Ludi) Huh, huh
Top of the world, feel like I'm top of the world-huh, huh
Yeah, that ain't your girl, that bitch done

Running the World

Jarvis Cocker

Don't Let Him Waste Your Time

2007

running the world
Cunts are still running the world
Oh yeah

Now the working classes are obsolete
They are surplus to society's needs
So let 'em all

long to understand that what people tell you is horse shit
All I used to want was drop top foreigns
And gorgeous bitches all around me
But you aint worth

Differences in pain, but we all scarred
Kids is gettin' beat by their pops in the farmyard
Same on top the boulevard
But ignorance to differences is a result

Hook:

Falling Star in front of me
Shooting stars 
Their all deceased 
Pour out a little liquor 
Roll up one for me
And tell the Gods
I’m ready

the type that I would go n rob 
Get all the homies we move like the mob
Sellin them units we ain’t gonna stop
Cause this shit for me is as easy as top 

So

jokes ‘bout bone spurs please
Everyone know the NFL hate our military 
Let’s talk ‘bout sacrifice 
Kap jumped on top the knife 
But Macy’s treatment

above, but I'm getting no recall
Sittin' by myself, in my room, nothin on my walls
Just a mirror on a door so I can reveal all my flaws
But really, that

them how it is i
They really can't complain
Living the dream
That's what all depressed Americans say
Party busses every block and pedal tavern parades

working undercover
But the way they sleeping on me you'd think they were under covers
All the lines are seeping from me that I'm being covered
By the women

Drop those flows till I cop my shine
I rock shows when I got my mic
Get my neck froze by the end of the night
(I don't want a blue collar, I don't want

I adjust but stay radical
Without being over the top like a catapult
Hit up a new spot batteries for the boom box
In the rain to gain playing pain by

shining
So, all you gangster cop on di street busing gun never yields
Sleep when yuh die; wi neva
Seh bye-bye to a world weh yuh just live, or survive

shining
So, all you gangster cop on di street busing gun never yields
Sleep when yuh die; wi neva
Seh bye-bye to a world weh yuh just live, or survive