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 a leprechaun
I chop rappers up like seczuan
Sells a squads off like a slave
Aiyyo my zodiac sign read
On stage, I your seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an algebraic
Niggas want I hit em wit a portion
Son, The foursome, armed at the door son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, draw son
You don't want no more son? That's when more
And drag a nigga Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and
Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots
Spark shit, them try to talk shit
We hit em the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a hold a nigga park it
sneaks, chains and rings and bracelets
Split this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once

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 me slowly, when caught puzzin'
Some niggas thought they was, of course they wasn't
em wit a dozen of pellets all in they skelet
Transform, the norm, start to brainstorm
Malik be from The Roots, he ain't gone
I the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne
I'm trapped up in about five worlds wit live
Shouts to Armour Akquan who's name is
The moat is deep water so let hand expand it
Demandin', takin' you back like Knots
I'm Ralph Cramdon, we out, you'll see in
Yo what the the what the, what the what the what the
Pivot on this earth until I rot
figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once again

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo

Beans passed the and we held em, like hostages
Rappers see me, hide they face like
Dice'll grind your brain into little
Underwater rap, you who the bosses is
Philly baby, that's where that Raw shit is
You'll get blown out the sky once you get
A-D rise, I fathered it
So when you see me on the street, bother kid
Just be on your 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 you's like Kane verse the Partridges
You want to battle, change your to The Forfeiters
Cause what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once again

Once 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

They used to shit, but I'ma quiet them
Kick in the door wit my boys stick to
First nigga flinch, I'ma 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 you lyin' in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm 'em
to cop off my man, now I'm supplyin' him
Paid the front row seat Iverson
First air crafts what I'm flyin' in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Bryant and them
Save the jokes for Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
to shotgun in cars, now I'm drivin' 'em
Used to hustle 'round bars, 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
Nigga Pop, Buzz, little Mark and them
Brother news, nigga schooled Marley Park and
Nigga jump, a pump, low sparkin' 'em
I know shit now gettin' dark to them
Tore they all up, ain't no chalkin' 'em
Too for them, move out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul what I'm stompin' in once again

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo