Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline

(Budden)

GIVE IT NOW!

L-look look look look
I can't it,
I always seem to take one step and five steps forward,
nothing to gain, its like mortgaged,
ya'll can me or ya'll won't, go ahead talk shit,
cautious, report shit, out of hell,
since all my dudes either alive or jail,
won't fold, won't curl, no wonder all this on my shoulders,
i'm on the bottom of the world,
they say, tears are words that your mouth speak,
rubber on every arm could fire but reach,
I say, streets learn you the schools can't teach,
my job is to get a gospel that the church preach,
something like a rock star, the live band,
just sub my religions for they're skin tight pants,
ass on my wife, no implants,
i mean no accessories, the crime's an accessory,
a thinking man's world, shit is chess to me,
so let the king move time, let it be

(Chorus)

(According to its Drew Hudson, blame him if wrong)

the Junk Yard Gang, Drew Hudson repping Jersey,
revers the psyche on and do the mic dirty,
tired, hungry and thirsty, fame,
of fact, when this verse ends forget my name,
the message, not the man,
the vision, not the plan,
no glits, no glam, pure connection with the fans,
half your downloads get with the spam,
these dudes keep it so real they across fake,
boring, ignore these wack bastards,
to forwards(?) as frauds(?) is ass backwards,
i just spit it to pick it differently,
rip all the vodka, swig it pissing on negativity,
the pen is mightier the trigger,
strike em I spit,
real catchy huh?, I don't like that shit,
I like, a rock flow that's lava, melotic
with a dose of more(?) fire(?),
the fire and the rain, the fire in my is hot,
can't be stopped fire brigades,
UUUHHHH!
no image, im livin every twisted in this syllable spliff six a them hits ill' leave u lifted
all and gut,
feeling the adrenaline rush, come on,
the heating up,

(Chrous)

(Budden)

look
I a K as a weapon,
eye in through 'case my foes at the top of my stair way to heaven,
and I, pop a big step, in my fly shit,
ipod, headphones on my shit,
i cared, i was careless,
fear being afraid, OR maybe im to be fearless,
OR being fearless but fearful,
so in my carelessness, got to be careful,
I'm like, who's looking threw my peephole?,
did my alter-ego get a ego?,
he the rims chrome,
me im trying to push the pedal till my on the ground like a flintstone,
bluetooth, my girl on the bickering,
but though when she scream, i hear it like whispering,
i been around all my life,
i've poised baby all my life,
just let me my life,
live yours, make own highlight,
then, meet me at the top like a knife,
then, how to see without eyesight,
if, at first you don't succeed try twice,
see I don't write it I it, reel it, real shit,
paint a masterpeice unveil it.
come i'm to reveal it,
destroy it, it,
conceal it, another nigga steals it,
shit, not a pessimist, im a realist,
when you you on, I go and hit the killswitch,
Drummer rockin, ill bitch,
if they sleep dont em just drill shit(?)
see i'm something got to deal with,