Adrenaline!

[ti：Adrenaline]
[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 szechuan
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 Erie 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 hole into a nigga pocket
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 erupt
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 with live pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan whose name is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it
Demanding, takin you back like Knotts Landing
Im Ralph Kramden, 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 Mac 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 shit 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, wondering what Dice Raw did
Lay you on floors like ya getting 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 Sigel]
They used to talk shit, but Ima quiet them
Kick in the door wit my boys stick to rioting
Firstnigga that flinch, Imma fire em
Tape em up, grip his hands, and plier em
Know the bricks is in here, where you hiding em?
Dont die in the shit that you lying in
Used to get fronted bricks, now Im buying em
Used to cop off my man, now Im supplying him
Paid the front row seat watching Iverson
First class air crafts what Im flying 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 driving em
Used to hustle round bars, yall was robbing 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 sparking em
I know shit right now getting dark to them
Tore they body all up, aint no chalking em
Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets what Im stomping in once again
Chorus
[Scratch outro]