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 chop rappers up like seczuan
Sells a squads off a slave auction
Aiyyo my zodiac read caution
On stage, I make seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an equation
Niggas want I hit em wit a portion
Son, The Fifth foursome, at the door son
M-illi-tilla, Raw, quick draw son
You don't want no more son? That's when come
And drag a nigga Eerie to Oregon, you're all done
and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, niggas try to talk shit
We hit em the L at 60th and Market
Philly clip a hold into a nigga park it
Take sneaks, chains and and bracelets
back this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, mic terrorist, once again

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Beans passed the mack and we em, like hostages
Rappers see me, hide they face like
Dice'll grind your brain into little
Underwater rap, you know who the is
Philly baby, that's where 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 your merry way, or you might get
Ask around, what Dice Raw did
Lay you on like 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 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, once

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo

They used to talk shit, but I'ma quiet
Kick in the door wit my stick to riotin'
First nigga that flinch, fire em
Tape 'em up, his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, you hidin' 'em?
Don't die in the shit that you in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm 'em
Used to cop off my man, now I'm him
Paid the front row watchin' Iverson
First class air crafts I'm flyin' in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Bryant and them
the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm 'em
to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbin' them
Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and
up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, twenty first, wit and them
Nigga Pop, nigga Buzz, little Mark and
Brother news, nigga Marley Park and them
Nigga jump, pull a pump, low 'em
I know shit 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 streets what I'm stompin' in once again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline