Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Zigga zigga tryin to get a grip but still 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 thought they was, when of course they
Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in skelet
Transform, from the norm, to brainstorm
Yeah Malik be from The Roots, he ain't
I took the wrong exit, the said Langhorne
I'm trapped up in about worlds wit live pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan name is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let your hand it
Demandin', takin' you like Knots Landing
I'm Ralph Cramdon, we out, you'll see in
Yo what the what the what the, the what the what the
on this concrete earth until I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, again

again '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 sausages
Underwater rap, you know who the is
North Philly baby, that's where Raw shit is
You'll get out the sky once you get talkative
A-D devise rise, I it
So when you see me on the street, bother kid
Just be on your way, or you might get slit
Ask around, wonderin' what Raw did
Lay you on like ya gettin' carpeted
You need a kind of mic for retarded kids
Me against you's like Kane the Partridges
You to battle, change your name to The Forfeiters
Cause what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I give you a bad of the fucked-up jitters, once again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline