Adrenaline! Lyrics - Dice Raw

Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo 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 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 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, ladies and gentlemen, yo 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 

Punked em wit a dozen of pellets all in they skelet 

Transform, from the norm, start to brainstorm 

Yeah Malik be 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, ladies and gentlemen, yo 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 

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, 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 want to battle, change your name to The Forfeiters 

Cause 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, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline 

They used to talk shit, but I'ma quiet them 

Kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin' 

First nigga that flinch, I'ma fire em 

Tape 'em up, grip his hands, and plyer em 

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

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

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 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 drivin' 'em 

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

Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and them 

Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em 

But do my dirt, twenty first, 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, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline