Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the on
And is dressed funny like a leprechaun
I rappers up like chicken seczuan
Sells a squads off like a auction
my zodiac sign read caution
On stage, I your seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an equation
want some? I hit em wit a portion
Son, The foursome, armed at the door son
M-illi-tilla, Raw, quick draw son
You don't want no more son? when more come
And a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and
Select the at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, them niggas try to shit
We hit em the L at 60th and Market
South clip a hold into a nigga park it
Take sneaks, chains and rings and
Split back like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Zigga zigga zigga tryin to get a but still slip, so lift me up
Ever since I was a pup I was to erupt
You get to know me, you poke me slowly, when puzzin'
Some niggas thought they was, when of course they
Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in they
Transform, the norm, start to brainstorm
Yeah Malik be The Roots, he ain't gone
I the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne
I'm up in about five worlds wit live pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan who's name is
The moat is deep water so let your expand it
Demandin', takin' you back 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 concrete earth I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

They used to talk shit, but I'ma quiet
Kick in the door wit my stick to riotin'
First nigga that flinch, fire em
'em up, grip his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin'
Don't die in the shit you lyin' in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm 'em
to cop off my man, now I'm supplyin' him
Paid the row seat watchin' Iverson
First class air crafts what I'm in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and
the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm 'em
Used to '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, Buzz, little Mark and them
news, nigga schooled Marley Park and them
Nigga jump, pull a pump, low 'em
I know shit now gettin' dark to them
Tore they body all up, ain't no 'em
Too sharp for them, out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets I'm stompin' in once again

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo