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  • [ti:Adrenaline]
    [ar: The Roots/Beanie Sigel/Dice Raw]
    [al: Things Fall Apart]
    [by: leifeng]

    [Scratch intro]

    Chorus [Black Thought and Scratch] 2x

    [00:9.490]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 I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
    And MC's 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
    ****** 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 ***** Erie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
    Ladies and gentlemen
    Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
    Spark s*it, them ****** try to talk s*it
    We hit em like the L at 60th and Market
    South Philly clip a hole into a ***** 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 ****** 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 Langhorne
    I'm 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
    I'm Ralph Kramden, 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

    Chorus

    [Dice Raw]
    Beans passed the Mac 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 s*it is
    You'll get blown out the sky once s*it get talkative
    A-D 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, 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 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 ******
    I give you a bad case of the f****d-up jitters, once again

    Chorus

    [Beanie Sigel]
    They used to talk s*it, but I'ma quiet them
    Kick in the door wit my boys stick to rioting
    First ***** that flinch, I'mma fire em
    Tape em up, grip his hands, and plier em
    Know the bricks is in here, where you hiding em?
    Don't die in the s*it that you lying in
    Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm buying em
    Used to cop off my man, now I'm supplying him
    Paid the front row seat watching Iverson
    First class air crafts what I'm 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 I'm driving em
    Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbing them
    Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and them
    Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em
    But do my dirt, 21st, wit Kyle and them
    ***** Pop, ***** Buzz, little Mark and them
    Brother news, ***** schooled Marley Park and them
    ***** jump, pull a pump, low sparking em
    I know s*it right now getting dark to them
    Tore they body all up, ain't no chalking em
    Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em
    These Illadel foul streets what I'm stomping in once again

    Chorus

    [Scratch outro]
  • [ti:Adrenaline]
    [ar: The Roots/Beanie Sigel/Dice Raw]
    [al: Things Fall Apart]
    [by: leifeng]

    [Scratch intro]

    Chorus [Black Thought and Scratch] 2x

    [00:9.490]Once again 'gain
    [00:10.490]Once again 'gain
    [00:11.500]Once again 'gain 'gain ladies and gentlemen
    [00:14.000]Once again 'gain
    [00:15.000]Once again 'gain
    [00:16.000]Once again 'gain 'gain
    [00:27.000]Yo, Adrenaline

    [Black Thought]
    [00:28.000]Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
    [00:30.000]And MC's is dressed funny like a leprechuan
    [00:33.000]I chop rappers up like chicken szechuan
    [00:35.000]Sells a squads off like a slave auction
    [00:37.000]Aiyyo my zodiac sign read caution
    [00:39.500]On stage, I make your seed to an or-phan
    [00:42.000]Yo, my age an algebraic equation
    [00:44.200]****** want some? I hit em wit a portion
    [00:46.500]Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son
    [00:49.000]M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son
    [00:51.400]You don't want no more son? That's when more come
    [00:54.000]And drag a ***** Erie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
    [00:56.500]Ladies and gentlemen
    [00:58.000]Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
    [01:01.000]Spark s*it, them ****** try to talk s*it
    [01:03.300]We hit em like the L at 60th and Market
    [01:05.500]South Philly clip a hole into a ***** pocket
    [01:08.300]Take sneaks, chains and rings and bracelets
    [01:10.700]Split back this like we the therapist
    [01:13.000]Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once again

    Chorus

    [Malik B]
    [01:24.000]Zigga zigga zigga tryin to get a grip but still slip, so lift me up
    [01:26.900]Ever since I was a pup I was designed to erupt
    [01:29.000]You get to know me, you poke me slowly, when caught puzzin
    [01:31.700]Some ****** thought they was, when of course they wasn't
    [01:34.100]Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in they skelet
    [01:36.400]Transform, from the norm, start to brainstorm
    [01:38.700]Yeah Malik B from The Roots, he ain't gone
    [01:40.900]I took the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne
    [01:43.100]I'm trapped up in about five worlds with live pearls
    [01:45.700]Shouts to Armour Akquan whose name is Jalil
    [01:48.000]The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it
    [01:50.500]Demanding, takin you back like Knotts Landing
    [01:52.700]I'm Ralph Kramden, we out, you'll see in Hampton
    [01:55.100]Yo what the what the what the, what the what the what the
    [01:57.900]Pivot on this concrete earth until I rot
    [01:59.500]Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once again

    Chorus

    [Dice Raw]
    [02:11.000]Beans passed the Mac and we held em, like hostages
    [02:13.500]Rappers see me, hide they face like ostriches
    [02:16.000]Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages
    [02:18.400]Underwater rap, you know who the bosses is
    [02:20.700]North Philly baby, that's where that Raw s*it is
    [02:23.000]You'll get blown out the sky once s*it get talkative
    [02:25.300]A-D devise rise, I fathered it
    [02:27.600]So when you see me on the street, don't bother kid
    [02:30.200]Just be on your merry way, or you might get slit
    [02:32.500]Ask around, wondering what Dice Raw did
    [02:34.500]Lay you on floors like ya getting carpeted
    [02:37.000]You need a special kind of mic for retarded kids
    [02:39.400]Me against you's like Kane verse the Partridges
    [02:41.800]You wanna battle, change your name to The Forfeiters
    [02:44.100]Cuz that's what you do, face to face wit raw ******
    [02:46.400]I give you a bad case of the f****d-up jitters, once again

    Chorus

    [Beanie Sigel]
    [02:58.000]They used to talk s*it, but I'ma quiet them
    [03:00.000]Kick in the door wit my boys stick to rioting
    [03:03.000]First ***** that flinch, I'mma fire em
    [03:05.300]Tape em up, grip his hands, and plier em
    [03:07.600]Know the bricks is in here, where you hiding em?
    [03:10.000]Don't die in the s*it that you lying in
    [03:12.300]Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm buying em
    [03:14.500]Used to cop off my man, now I'm supplying him
    [03:17.200]Paid the front row seat watching Iverson
    [03:19.500]First class air crafts what I'm flying in
    [03:21.500]To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and them
    [03:24.000]Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
    [03:26.400]Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm driving em
    [03:28.500]Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbing them
    [03:31.200]Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and them
    [03:33.500]Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em
    [03:35.700]But do my dirt, 21st, wit Kyle and them
    [03:38.300]***** Pop, ***** Buzz, little Mark and them
    [03:40.100]Brother news, ***** schooled Marley Park and them
    [03:42.900]***** jump, pull a pump, low sparking em
    [03:45.000]I know s*it right now getting dark to them
    [03:47.500]Tore they body all up, ain't no chalking em
    [03:50.000]Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em
    [03:52.300]These Illadel foul streets what I'm stomping in once again

    Chorus

    [Scratch outro]