Текст (слова) песни: Obie Trice - Adrenaline Rush

 
Get the fuck up 
Ayo, when I step up in the club everybody hit the fuckin` floor 
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door 
Cuz when I spit on mic`s I spit raw 
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor 
I keep the club owner vexed 
Cuz he gotta pay me when I spit 
Plus replace a lot of shit 
Niggas get to wildin` 
When my words echoes the room like 
(get your hand out my pockets) 
You sock shit while my topics rockin` 
I`m banned from clubs cuz of my toxic tonsils 
Loud speakin` like a fuckin sports announcer 
I spit, the block hot `til you rush the bouncer 
Or rush the motherfucker in your way who`s bouncin` 
You know O. Trice get the gats pronouncin` 
 
[Chorus] 
Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker 
Out your seat motherfucker, I`ma reach motherfuckers 
Shady Records `til I sleep, motherfucker 
Obie Trice, nuttin` but street, muthatfucka 
Tear this bitch up until you bleed, motherfucker 
I wouldn`t give a fuck who you be, motherfucker 
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker 
Adrenaline rush before you leave, motherfucker 
 
When I speak I blow out your tweeters 
A dog 
Show out with speakers 
Roll out with heaters 
I`m just a animal eatin` the game 
Jump a monkey 
Fuck yeah, Obie`s the name 
I roll solo 
Never been a ho, though 
Keep gats vocal 
When cats act loco 
Where you at when I`m movin` the crowd 
You get trampled, mashed on Detroit style 
Up out your seats 
Pump out the E`s 
Up the beats, the crowd "Obie, please" 
Where my niggas at, smokn` them trees 
Off the cognac finger fuckin` a skeez 
That`s how it is when you party with me 
You don`t like it? 
You L7 like a square be 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Yo, and since I came 
I`ve rearranged the place with blaze 
Stage dive with Colt Seavers (?) DNA 
I`m so addicted to gettin` niggas lifted 
Drunk off the liquid 
O.Trice, the misfit 
Dousin` the crowd with piss and bile 
We underground, motherfucker fix your frown 
I be the boy with the whiskey toy 
Offa whiskey 
You never been to skeet before 
So, throw up your hands and 
Peep out your man`s when 
I come through 
Next quarter Trice intervene use 
And trust, I`m attackin` it 
I cook up the hot shit like Ainsley Harriet 
That`s why I`m so miraculous and Obie gets you niggas pumped up 
I`ll see you next coliseum, chump 
 
[Speaking] 
That`s right, it`s your Obie Trice fucked up 
Off weed... E`s and whiskey 
 
[Chorus]
 

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