The Roots - Adrenaline! Lyrics

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Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya adrenaline

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya adrenaline

Yo i'm in the eye of the storm where the pressure's on

And mc's is dressed funny like a leprechaun

I chop rappers up like chicken seczuan

Sells a squads off like a slave auction

Aiyyo my zodiac sign read caution

On stage i make your seed to an orphan

Yo my age an algebraic equation

Niggas want some? i hit 'em wit a portion

Son the fifth foursome armed at the door son

M illi tilla dice raw quick draw son

You don't want no more son? that's when more come

And drag a nigga eerie avenue to oregon you're all done

Ladies and gentlemen select the weapon

At the gate upon entering the roots instrumentaling

Spark shit them niggas try to talk shit

We hit 'em like the l at 60th and market

South philly clip a hold into a nigga park it

Take sneaks chains and rings and bracelets

Split back this like we the therapist

Adrenaline fifth mic terrorist once again

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya adrenaline

Zigga zigga zigga tryin' to get a grip but still slip so lift me up

Ever since i was a pup i was designed to erupt

You get to know me you poke me slowly when caught puzzin'

Some niggas thought they was when of course they wasn't

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Punked 'em wit a dozen of pellets all in they skelet

Transform from the norm start to brainstorm

Yeah malik b from the roots he ain't gone

I took the wrong exit the sign said 'langhorne'

I'm trapped up in about five worlds wit live pearls

Shouts to armour akquan who's name is jalil

The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it

Demandin' takin' you back like knots landing

I'm ralph cramdon we out you'll see in hampton

Yo what the what the what the what the what the what the

Pivot on this concrete earth until i rot

Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still i plot once again

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya ya adrenaline

Beans passed the mack and we held em like hostages

Rappers see me hide they face like ostriches

Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages

Underwater rap you know who the bosses is

North philly baby that's where that raw shit is

You'll get blown out the sky once you get talkative

Ad devise rise i fathered it

So when you see me on the street don't bother kid

Just be on your merry way or you might get slit

Ask around wonderin' what dice raw did

Lay you on floors like ya gettin' carpeted

You need a special kind of mic for retarded kids

Me against you's like kane verse the partridges

You wanna battle change your name to the forfeiters

'cuz that's what you do face to face wit raw niggas

I give you a bad case of the fucked up jitters once again

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya ya adrenaline

They used to talk shit but i'm a quiet them

Kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin'

First nigga that flinch i'm a fire 'em

Tape 'em up grip his hands and player 'em

Know the bricks is in here where you hidin' em?

Don't die in the shit that you lyin' in

I used to get fronted bricks now i'm buyin' 'em

Used to cop off my man now i'm supplyin' him

Paid the front row seat watchin' iverson

First class air crafts what i'm flyin' in

To llaa. shaq eddie kobe bryant and them

Save the jokes for chris tucker richard pryor and them

Used to shotgun in cars now i'm drivin' 'em

Used to hustle round bars y'all was robbin' them

Ran up in y'all spot wit rob and them

Grew up 2 4 wit pie and 'em

But do my dirt 2st wit kyle and them

Nigga pop nigga buzz little mark and them

Brother news nigga schooled marley park and them

Nigga jump pull a pump low sparkin' 'em

I know shit right now gettin' dark to them

Tore they body all up ain't no chalkin' 'em

Too sharp for them move out in the dark on 'em

These illadel foul streets what i'm stompin' in once again

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya adrenaline

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Ya ya ya adrenaline

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain

Once again 'gain

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