Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the on
And MC's is dressed funny a leprechaun
I chop rappers up like chicken
Sells a squads off a slave auction
Aiyyo my sign read caution
On stage, I make your to an or-phan
Yo, my age an algebraic
Niggas some? I hit em wit a portion
Son, The foursome, armed at the door son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick son
You don't no more son? That's when more come
And drag a Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and
the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, niggas try to talk shit
We hit em like the L at and Market
Philly clip a hold into a nigga park it
Take sneaks, chains and rings and
back this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

They used to talk shit, but I'ma them
Kick in the door wit my boys stick to
First nigga flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape 'em up, his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, where you '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 Pryor and
Used to in cars, now I'm drivin' 'em
to hustle 'round 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
Nigga Pop, nigga Buzz, little Mark and
Brother news, nigga Marley Park and them
Nigga jump, pull a pump, low 'em
I know right now gettin' dark to them
Tore they body all up, no chalkin' 'em
Too sharp for them, out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets what I'm in once again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline