8 Mile movie - Adrenline Rush lyrics
rate me<br>
Get the fuck out motherfucker...<br>
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Verse 1<br>
Hey yo...<br>
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor,<br>
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door,<br>
Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw,<br>
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor,<br>
I keep the club on the vex,<br>
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit,<br>
Niggas get a whiling,<br>
When my words echo's the room like, Get your hand out my pocket,<br>
You suck shit when my topics rockin,<br>
I'm banned from clubs 'cause my toxic tonsils,<br>
Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer,<br>
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,<br>
I rush the mutherfucker in your way who's bouncing,<br>
You know old christ get their yak's pronouncin...<br>
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CHORUS<br>
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Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,<br>
Out your seat motherfucker, I'm a reach motherfucker,<br>
Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers<br>
Obi-Trice nothin but street motherfucker<br>
Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker<br>
I would'nt give a fuck who you be motherfucker<br>
Punk, pussy, bitch or G motherfucker<br>
Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker<br>
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Verse 2<br>
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When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog,<br>
Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,<br>
I'm just an animal eating the game,<br>
Jumbo monkey, funky and obie's the name,<br>
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,<br>
Keep yak's vocal when cats act loco,<br>
Where you at when I'm moving the crowd,<br>
You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,<br>
Up out your seats, pump out the E's,<br>
Off the beat's the crowd overpleased,<br>
Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's,<br>
Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's,<br>
That's how it is when you party with me,<br>
You don't like it, you L-7 like a square beat...<br>
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Verse 3<br>
Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze,<br>
Spays dope with coke-fevers DNA, I'm so addicted,<br>
To gettin nigga's lifted, drunk off a liquid,<br>
Obie Trice the misfit,<br>
Douse'in the crowd with piss and voul's,<br>
We underground motherfucker fix your frown's,<br>
I beat the bore with a wisty tour,<br>
Off a whisky you never been this deep before,<br>
So throw up your hands and peep out your man's<br>
When I come through next quarter trust it in you's,<br>
And trust I'm attackin it,<br>
i cook up that hot shit like Ainsley Harriet<br>
That's why I'm so miraculous,<br>
And hope to get you nigga's pumped up,<br>
I see you next time I see him chump,<br>
That's right, you go through obie trice fucked up,<br>
on your knees drop for these...<br>
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CHORUS<br>
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