[ti:Adrenaline]
[ar:Joe Budden]
[al:Padded Room]
[by: ]
[00:01.00]Joe Budden - Adrenaline
[00:06.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:11.00]@  @
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[00:17.63]L-look look look look look
[00:19.20]I can't call it,
[00:20.50]I always seem to take one step backward and five steps forward,
[00:24.05]nothing to gain, its like everything mortgaged,
[00:26.28]ya'll can love me or ya'll won't, go ahead talk shit,
[00:28.56]cautious, report shit, live out of hell,
[00:30.87]since all my dudes either alive or outta jail,
[00:33.00]won't fold, won't curl, no wonder all this weights on my shoulders,
[00:36.23]i'm sitting on the bottom of the world,
[00:37.91]they say, tears are words that your mouth can't speak,
[00:40.07]rubber on every arm could fire but cant reach,
[00:42.32]I say, streets learn you what the schools can't teach,
[00:44.78]my job is to get a gospel that the church won't preach,
[00:47.05]something like a rock star, keep the live band,
[00:49.20]just sub my true religions for they're skin tight pants,
[00:51.82]ass on my wife, no nice implants,
[00:54.29]i mean no accessories, the crime's been an accessory,
[00:56.43]it's a thinking man's world, shit is chess to me,
[00:59.39]so let the king move mean time, let it be
[01:02.42](Chorus)
[01:33.52]It's the Junk Yard Gang, Drew Hudson repping Jersey,
[01:36.47]revers the psyche on life and do the mic dirty,
[01:38.78]tired, hungry and thirsty, motherfuck fame,
[01:41.28]matter of fact, when this verse ends forget my name,
[01:43.63]it's the message, not the man,
[01:44.77]the vision, not the plan,
[01:46.00]no glits, no glam, just pure connection with the fans,
[01:48.21]half your downloads get deleted with the spam,
[01:50.53]these dudes keep it so real they come across fake,
[01:52.93]straight boring, ignore these wack bastards,
[01:55.53]approaching to forwards(?) as frauds(?) is ass backwards,
[01:57.75]i just vividly spit it to pick it differently,
[01:59.97]rip all the vodka, swig it then pissing on negativity,
[02:02.19]the pen is mightier than the trigger,
[02:04.42]strike em when I spit,
[02:05.36]real catchy huh?, I don't even like that shit,
[02:07.34]what I like, a rock flow that's lava, melotic
[02:09.77]with a high dose of more(?) fire(?),
[02:12.06]the fire and the rain, the fire in my veins is hot,
[02:14.25]can't be stopped with fire brigades,
[02:16.43]UUUHHHH!
[02:17.20]no image, im livin every synonym twisted in this syllable spliff six a them hits ill' leave u lifted
[02:22.16]all heart and gut,
[02:23.26]feeling the hunts adrenaline rush, come on,
[02:24.66]the shits heating up,
[02:26.18](Chrous)
[02:48.21]L-Look look
[02:49.47]I wear a K as a weapon,
[02:51.19]eye in through scope 'case my foes at the top of my stair way to heaven,
[02:54.41]and I, pop a big step, dressed in my fly shit,
[02:56.99]ipod, headphones on bumping my shit,
[02:59.21]i never cared, i was careless,
[03:00.91]fear being afraid, OR maybe im afraid to be fearless,
[03:03.69]OR fear being fearless but fearful,
[03:06.28]so even in my carelessness, got to be careful,
[03:08.34]I'm like, who's that looking threw my peephole?,
[03:10.97]when did my alter-ego get a ego?,
[03:13.07]he wants the rims chrome,
[03:14.76]me im trying to push the pedal till my foot's on the ground like a flintstone,
[03:17.90]bluetooth, my girl on the horn bickering,
[03:20.07]but even though when she scream, i hear it like whispering,
[03:22.46]i been around noise all my life,
[03:24.14]i've been poised baby all my life,
[03:25.98]just let me live my life,
[03:27.67]live yours, make your own highlight,
[03:29.59]then, meet me at the top like a butterfly knife,
[03:31.73]then, learn how to see without eyesight,
[03:34.24]if, at first you don't succeed then try twice,
[03:36.49]see I don't write it I will it, reel it, real shit,
[03:39.00]paint a masterpeice then unveil it.
[03:40.48]come i'm 'bout to reveal it,
[03:41.66]destroy it, rebuild it,
[03:43.83]conceal it, before another nigga steals it,
[03:45.94]milk shit, not a pessimist, im a realist,
[03:48.32]when you think you on, I go and hit the killswitch,
[03:50.71]Drummer rockin, he's ill bitch,
[03:52.94]if they sleep dont wake em just drill shit(?)
[03:55.16]see i'm something they got to deal with,
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