roots – adrenaline! lyrics
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
n-gg-s 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 n-gg- eerie avenue to oregon, you’re all done
ladies and gentlemen select the weapon
at the gate upon entering the roots instrumentaling
spark sh-t, them n-gg-s try to talk sh-t
we hit ’em like the l at 60th and market
south philly clip a hold into a n-gg- 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 n-gg-s thought they was, when of course they wasn’t
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 ‘langh-rne’
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 p-ssed 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 sh-t 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 r-t-rded 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 n-gg-s
i give you a bad case of the f-cked 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 sh-t, but i’m a quiet them
kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin’
first n-gg- 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 sh-t 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 cl-ss 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
n-gg- pop, n-gg- buzz, little mark and them
brother news, n-gg- schooled marley park and them
n-gg- jump, pull a pump, low sparkin’ ’em
i know sh-t 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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