Текст (слова) песни: Looptroop - Adrenaline Rush

 
"Adrenaline Rush" x4 
 
Feel the heartbeat x4 
Feel the adrenaline rush 
 
[Promoe] 
My name P, still the same, word to GP 
Y`all wanna test me, you must be CP 
I know that wasn`t PC, politicaly correct to say 
Well, neither is calling you gay 
Hey man, I represent from V-еs to A-dam 
?A damn? day of the week might go spraycan 
From gas-stations to subway stations 
Radio-stations, me and Embee on a vacation 
Travelling Europe in a bus, on a adrenaline rush 
Why superstars travelling egotrips? Because they must! 
Are you a big tree then I`m a small chainsaw 
Ready to massacre your ass and let the brains blow 
With a strange flow, write rhymes till I`m feverish 
Make a beverage of pussy-juice and the blood 
Of average MC`s, on stage I`m illin` 
So, after the show lecture girls for sexual healing 
My microphone is like shower-curtain 
Reveals the naked truth, call me Promoe Perkins 
A swedish psycho, travelling businessclass to Norway, Bergen 
Setting off fire-alarms, microphones I`m burning 
Fucking shit up like Norwegians in S-train-yards 
Don`t believe me? Check how I bless them bars 
With the vocal joint, that`ll be the new focal point 
For the whole hiphop-world, and still I`m just a little boy 
With a passion for taxin` MC`s till them in passion 
Appoint me the next chief, of finances 
You better start giving some fine answers 
We all know you`re guilty, you lying bastard 
Better dead that, talk out of your head crap 
Before you hear yourself screaming "Oh no" like redrat 
Small-timers, so called rhymers 
?Stepping on stings? got old-timers "Where am I?" 
This ain`t battle-rhymes, it`s battle cries, ancient warchamps 
My name ain`t Biggie, you don`t get one more chance 
Run off your mouth and I`ll run you off the street 
Promoe rules from the valley of the deep 
Peace to the valley of death, if you wanna step 
That`ll be your last step, a promise, not a threat 
Got you nervous, like you on ??? 
?Mailbombs?, man, you need to gain pounds, man 
You little feather-weight, get it straight, Promoe penetrate 
Drill a hole in the ground and turn up in the United States 
Unite with greats on the way up 
Stay up like girls dressed in stay-up`s, bombing lay-up`s 
Way after bed-time, you get dead rhymes 
There`ll be no resurrection, for my shit 
Brovaz go Cocoa like Smif-n-Wessun, no question 
Mics, spraycans and turntables 
Bringin the bloodrush like ?Martin Able? 
But more than once a month, got MC`s 
On the midnight run, through the land of the midnight-sun 
Sweden, Gotham City to Gothenburg 
Don`t give a fuck y`all, I`m from the city of a suburb 
P R O to the M O E 
Messing with me and you end up a memory 
R.I.P ??? in the Ruhr-area 
Jag heter Mеrten, kommer frеn Sverige 
Represent wackness, like Sizla represents slackness 
Questionmark check-holders and blackness 
Then when you`re done licking the balls of Mad Skillz 
And Slick Rick take a suck on my big dick 
Cause all I see is crews that bite, wack rhymes and wack mics 
Men are like rappers when they`re overhyped 
Over-night-sensations: Promoe`s your replacement 
I just to get down with my crew in the basement 
Now I get the place bent like some 
Einstein from the pavement, you sit back in amasement 
I write graffiti like some caveman 
To the future of two-thousand, signing out five-thousand
 

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