Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo

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

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Zigga zigga tryin to get a grip but still slip, so lift me up
Ever since I was a pup I was designed to
You get to know me, you poke me slowly, when caught
niggas thought they was, when of course they wasn't
Punked em wit a of pellets all in they skelet
Transform, from the norm, to brainstorm
Yeah be from 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 is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let hand expand 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
Pivot on this earth until I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Beans passed the and we held em, like hostages
Rappers see me, they face like ostriches
Dice'll grind your brain into little
rap, you know who the bosses is
North baby, that's where that Raw shit is
You'll get blown out the sky once you get
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, wonderin' Dice Raw did
Lay you on floors like ya carpeted
You a special kind of mic for retarded kids
Me against you's like Kane verse the
You want to battle, change your to The Forfeiters
Cause that's what you do, face to wit raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

They to talk shit, but I'ma quiet them
Kick in the door wit my stick to riotin'
nigga that flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape 'em up, grip his hands, and em
Know the bricks is in here, where you 'em?
die in the shit that you lyin' in
Used to get bricks, now I'm buyin' 'em
to cop off my man, now I'm supplyin' him
Paid the front row seat watchin'
First class air what 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
Used to 'round bars, y'all was robbin' them
Ran up in spot wit Rob and them
up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, twenty first, wit Kyle and
Nigga Pop, Buzz, little Mark and them
Brother news, nigga schooled Marley and them
jump, pull a pump, low sparkin' '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 what I'm stompin' in once

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo