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

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Beans passed the mack and we held em, like
Rappers see me, they face like ostriches
Dice'll your brain into little sausages
Underwater rap, you know who the is
North Philly baby, that's that Raw shit is
get blown out the sky once you get talkative
A-D rise, I fathered 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 floors ya gettin' carpeted
You a special kind of mic for retarded kids
Me you's like Kane verse the Partridges
You want to battle, change name to The Forfeiters
Cause what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline