Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo

Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the on
And MC's is funny like a leprechaun
I rappers up like chicken seczuan
a squads off like a slave auction
Aiyyo my zodiac read caution
On stage, I make seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an equation
Niggas some? I hit em wit a portion
Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick son
You want no more son? That's when more come
And drag a Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots
shit, them niggas try to talk shit
We hit em the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a into a nigga park it
Take sneaks, and rings and bracelets
Split back this we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Zigga zigga tryin to get a grip but still slip, so lift me up
Ever since I was a pup I was designed to
You get to me, you poke me slowly, when caught puzzin'
Some thought they was, when of course they wasn't
Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in they
Transform, the norm, start to brainstorm
Yeah Malik be from The Roots, he gone
I took the wrong exit, the said Langhorne
I'm trapped up in about five worlds wit pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan who's name is
The moat is deep water so let your hand it
Demandin', takin' you back like Landing
I'm Ralph Cramdon, we out, you'll see in
Yo what the what the the, what the what the what the
Pivot on this earth until I rot
Didn't figure how to it yet but still I plot, once again

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Beans passed the mack and we held em, like
Rappers see me, hide they like ostriches
grind your brain into little sausages
Underwater rap, you who the bosses is
North Philly baby, that's that Raw shit is
You'll get blown out the sky you get talkative
A-D devise rise, I it
So you see me on the street, don't bother kid
Just be on merry way, or you might get slit
Ask around, wonderin' what Raw did
Lay you on like ya gettin' carpeted
You need a special kind of mic for kids
Me against you's like verse the Partridges
You to battle, change your name to The Forfeiters
that's what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, again

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

They to talk shit, but I'ma quiet them
Kick in the door wit my boys to riotin'
First that flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape 'em up, grip his hands, and em
Know the bricks is in here, you hidin' 'em?
die in the shit that you lyin' in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm 'em
Used to cop off my man, now I'm him
Paid the front row seat Iverson
First class air crafts what I'm in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe and them
Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard and them
Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm 'em
Used to hustle bars, y'all was robbin' them
Ran up in y'all wit Rob and them
up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, twenty first, wit Kyle and
Pop, nigga Buzz, little Mark and them
Brother news, nigga schooled Marley and them
Nigga jump, pull a pump, low 'em
I know right now gettin' dark to them
Tore body all up, ain't no chalkin' 'em
Too for them, move out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets what I'm in once again

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo