Luyện nghe bài hát Adrenaline!

Once again 'gain, and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the on
And MC's is dressed like a leprechaun
I rappers up like chicken seczuan
Sells a squads off like a auction
Aiyyo my zodiac read caution
On stage, I make your to an or-phan
Yo, my age an equation
Niggas 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 son? That's when more come
And drag a Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
shit, them niggas try to talk shit
We hit em the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a hold into a park it
Take sneaks, chains and and bracelets
Split back like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once

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 they was, when of course they wasn't
Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in they
Transform, from the norm, to brainstorm
Yeah Malik be from The Roots, he gone
I took the wrong exit, the sign Langhorne
I'm up in about five worlds wit live pearls
to Armour Akquan who's name is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let your hand it
Demandin', you back like Knots Landing
I'm Cramdon, we out, you'll see in Hampton
Yo what the what the the, what the what the what the
Pivot on this concrete until I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once

again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

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

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo

They used to talk shit, but I'ma quiet
Kick in the door wit my boys to riotin'
First that flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape 'em up, his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin'
die in the shit that you lyin' in
Used to get bricks, now I'm buyin' 'em
Used to cop off my man, now I'm him
Paid the front row seat watchin'
First class air what I'm flyin' in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe and them
Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and
to shotgun in cars, now I'm drivin' 'em
Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbin'
Ran up in spot wit Rob and them
up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, twenty first, wit and them
Pop, nigga 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 all up, ain't no chalkin' 'em
Too sharp for them, out in the dark on em
These foul streets what I'm stompin' in once again

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo