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No Rules, Just Foly Soundtrack I Beverly Hills Cop I Eddie Murphy I Um tira da Pesada

"No Rules, Just Foley" Lyrics
[Verse 1]
🎵 Rollin’ down Detroit, badge kinda loose,
Talk fast, drive fast — I’m the wild card you choose.
Street-smart smile, with a plan half-baked,
Trouble’s my fuel, and I love that brake squeak!

Palm trees callin’, so I hit the Hills, yeah,
Got a beat-up Chevy, but I don’t play fair.
Beverly’s finest? Nah, they sip that tea,
While I’m sneakin’ past gates like it’s hide-and-seek.

[Pre-Chorus]
🎵 Fake IDs, hotel keys, I’m in deep — no chill,
Laughin’ at danger, yeah, I’m high on the thrill.
Sirens hummin’, but I’m dodgin’ that heat,
I’m the chaos in the calm — I’m Foley on the beat.

[Chorus]
🎵 Foley on the beat, never missin’ a clue,
Lies, bullets, bad guys — I cut right through.
Laughter in the chase, danger on my tail,
Detroit heart in Cali — and I never bail.

Boom, boom — doors crashin’, I’m in too deep,
But I smile, I slide, I don’t lose no sleep.
Foley on the beat, yeah, I’m runnin’ this game,
You can call the chief, but I’m takin’ the fame!

[Verse 2]
🎵 Suit and tie villains, but I smell that greed,
“You blend in?” they ask — nah, I plant the seed.
Undercover? Kinda. Smooth? Debatable.
But I flip the whole scene, like it’s barely stable.

Art deals shady, bullets fly like darts,
But I dance through the mess — I’m a streetwise art.
“Trust me,” I say, with that sideways grin,
When the plan blows up? Well, that’s where I win.

[Pre-Chorus]
🎵 Crackin’ the code, while I joke through the fight,
Chasin’ bad guys by day, sweet-talkin’ by night.
No rules, no roadmap, I make my own beat,
I’m the storm in the sun — I’m Foley on the street.

[Chorus ]
🎵 Foley on the beat, yeah, I’m breakin’ the mold,
Every punchline’s sharp, every clue ice-cold.
Midday mayhem, and I’m still in control,
Detroit soul in Cali — on a rock ‘n’ roll stroll.

Boom, boom — alarms ringin’, I slide right past,
Fake smile, real guts, movin’ way too fast.
Foley on the beat, and I’m takin’ the crown,
Beverly Hills? Ha! I run this town!

[Outro ]
🎵 So here’s to the chaos, the charm, the flair,
Axel Foley’s in the game — yeah, I’m always there.
Flashin’ that grin, with trouble on my feet,
One man, one badge... Foley on the beat.