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Текст песни «Adrenaline» от Roots (The)

Представляем точный текст композиции "Adrenaline" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Roots (The) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Adrenaline» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Roots (The) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Roots (The) - "Adrenaline"

Lyrics to Adrenaline : (feat. Dice Raw & Beanie Siegal) [Scratch intro] Chorus [Black Thought and Scratch] 2x Once again gain Once again gain Once again gain gain ladies and gentlemen Once again gain Once again gain Once again gain gain Yo, Adrenaline [Black Thought] Yo Im in the eye of the storm, where the pressures on And MCs is dressed funny like a leprechuan 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 or-phan 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 dont want no more son' Thats when more come And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, youre 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 Chorus [Malik B] 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 errupt You get to know me, you poke me slowly, when caught puzzin Some niggas thought they was, when of course they wasnt 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 aint gone I took the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne Im trapped up in about five worlds wit live pearls Shouts to Armour Akquan whos name is Jalil The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it Demandin, takin you back like Knotts Landing Im Ralph Cramdon, we out, youll see in Hampton Yo what the what the what the, what the what the what the Pivot on this concrete earth until I rot Didnt figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once again Chorus [Dice Raw] Beans passed the mack and we held em, like hostages Rappers see me, hide they face like ostriches Dicell grind your brain into little sausages Underwater rap, you know who the bosses is North Philly baby, thats where that Raw shit is Youll get blown out the sky once you get talkative A-D devise rise, I fathered it So when you see me on the street, dont 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 yous like Kane verse the Partridges You wanna battle, change your name to The Forfeiters Cuz thats what you do, face to face wit raw niggas I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once again Chorus [Beanie Siegal] They used to talk shit, but Ima quiet them Kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin First nigga that flinch, Ima fire em Tape em up, grip his hands, and plyer em Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin em' Dont die in the shit that you lyin in Used to get fronted bricks, now Im buyin em Used to cop off my man, now Im supplyin him Paid the front row seat watchin Iverson First class air crafts what Im flyin in To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and them Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them Used to shotgun in cars, now Im drivin em Used to hustle round bars, yall was robbin them Ran up in yall spot wit Rob and them Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em But do my dirt, 21st, 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, aint no chalkin em Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em These Illadel foul streets what Im stompin in once again Chorus [Scratch outro] [ Adrenaline Lyrics ]

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