Joe Budden - Adrenaline lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Drew Hudson)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
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GIVE IT AWAY NOW! <br>
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L-look look look look look <br>
I can't call it, <br>
I always seem to take one step backward and five steps forward, <br>
Nothing to gain, its like everything mortgaged, <br>
Ya'll can love me or ya'll won't, go ahead talk shit, <br>
Cautious, report shit, live out of hell, <br>
Since all my dudes either alive or outta jail, <br>
Won't fold, won't curl, no wonder all this weights on my shoulders, <br>
I'm sitting on the bottom of the world, <br>
They say, tears are words that your mouth can't speak, <br>
Rubber on every arm could fire but cant reach, <br>
I say, streets learn you what the schools can't teach, <br>
My job is to get a gospel that the church won't preach, <br>
Something like a rock star, keep the live band, <br>
Just sub my true religions for they're skin tight pants, <br>
Ass on my wife, no nice implants, <br>
I mean no accessories, the crime's been an accessory, <br>
It's a thinking man's world, shit is chess to me, <br>
So let the king move mean time, let it be <br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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(According to Phenom its Drew Hudson, blame him if wrong) <br>
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It's the Junk Yard Gang, Drew Hudson repping Jersey, <br>
Revers the psyche on life and do the mic dirty, <br>
Tired, hungry and thirsty, motherfuck fame, <br>
Matter of fact, when this verse ends forget my name, <br>
It's the message, not the man, <br>
The vision, not the plan, <br>
No glits, no glam, just pure connection with the fans, <br>
Half your downloads get deleted with the spam, <br>
These dudes keep it so real they come across fake, <br>
Straight boring, ignore these wack bastards, <br>
Approaching to forwards(?) as frauds(?) is ass backwards, <br>
I just vividly spit it to pick it differently, <br>
Rip all the vodka, swig it then pissing on negativity, <br>
The pen is mightier than the trigger, <br>
Strike em when I spit, <br>
Real catchy huh?, I don't even like that shit, <br>
What I like, a rock flow that's lava, melotic <br>
With a high dose of more(?) fire(?), <br>
The fire and the rain, the fire in my veins is hot, <br>
Can't be stopped with fire brigades, <br>
UUUHHHH! <br>
No image, im livin every synonym twisted in this syllable spliff six a them hits I'll leave you lifted <br>
All heart and gut, <br>
Feeling the hunts adrenaline rush, come on, <br>
The shits heating up, <br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[Joe Budden]</i><br>
L-Look look <br>
I wear a K as a weapon, <br>
Eye in through scope 'case my foes at the top of my stair way to heaven, <br>
And I, pop a big step, dressed in my fly shit, <br>
Ipod, headphones on bumping my shit, <br>
I never cared, I was careless, <br>
Fear being afraid, OR maybe im afraid to be fearless, <br>
OR fear being fearless but fearful, <br>
So even in my carelessness, got to be careful, <br>
I'm like, who's that looking threw my peephole?, <br>
When did my alter-ego get a ego?, <br>
He wants the rims chrome, <br>
Me im trying to push the pedal till my foot's on the ground like a flintstone, <br>
Bluetooth, my girl on the horn bickering, <br>
But even though when she scream, I hear it like whispering, <br>
I been around noise all my life, <br>
I've been poised baby all my life, <br>
Just let me live my life, <br>
Live yours, make your own highlight, <br>
Then, meet me at the top like a butterfly knife, <br>
Then, learn how to see without eyesight, <br>
If, at first you don't succeed then try twice, <br>
See I don't write it I will it, reel it, real shit, <br>
Paint a masterpeice then unveil it. <br>
Come I'm 'bout to reveal it, <br>
Destroy it, rebuild it, <br>
Conceal it, before another nigga steals it, <br>
Milk shit, not a pessimist, im a realist, <br>
When you think you on, I go and hit the killswitch, <br>
Drummer rockin, he's ill bitch, <br>
If they sleep dont wake em just drill shit(?) <br>
See I'm something they got to deal with,<br>
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