Adrenaline lyrics

by

Cormega


[Intro: Prodigy]
It's that war sh*t
It's that war sh*t
And you know what dun

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
It makes you sick to hear the Mobb bang like this
Infamous for the world to hate or play this
Don't give a f*ck if you can't rock with this
My duns heads bop to this
We stand out like a terrace
And make more noise than them other rap n*ggas
No gimmicks
Just pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics incredible beats
Don't mean to rub it in
But your small time beneath our feet
Straight ass cheeks n*ggas be askin
For ass whippings
Guns kick like Pelé
My big sh*t be jumping like Jordan
Often lay a man down on the floor when it gets like that
I'm not blowing off rounds so you can hear sounds
So you can run back actin like you a vet
And swearin' you dead
You survived some real sh*t
Now what's this it's not going down like this
Ground that n*gga like punishment
Dumpin' out full clips when we dumb out
Though I'd rather do music and chill the f*ck out
Dun you bugged out I'm trying to walk a peaceful route
But n*ggas always got mouth until that piece come out
n*ggas always gonna think something sweet
Until they least expect you bringing action exactly
[Hook: Prodigy]
It be the guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, the D’s , N.Y.C
I say guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, the D’s, N.Y.C

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Feel the gat blow while your sh*t rips
My sh*t'll hit while you lettin' n*ggas
Hopin' you could lower the wrist
That'll only put odds against any attempt
Any provoke, uprise you ain't got it in you
First of all you too soft for fastball
Point game track y'all merk like a Jaguar NASCAR
The weed out, buck 80 on yo sonar
Hennessy spillin' all over my radar
Stay charged, n*ggas gettin' amped off the mobb sh*t
Have you wildin' out on some club sh*t
sh*t to make them dance at the same time
Stop and glance
Slap flames out the n*gga with the wrong idea
Young n*ggas young minds but that's quite contrar'
Young n*ggas smart n*ggas
Who started from the stairs
How dare
You try to come around the way
In fear like a n*gga that been there for years
Shout words that we live but don't play with it
'Cause when the sh*t go down you be like they did it
[Hook: Prodigy]
It be the guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, the D’s, N.Y.C
I say guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, the D’s, N.Y.C

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Taste test this Military sh*t
b*tches love this
They mans wanna dub this
Thugness it ain't easy to find
sh*t like mine I'm a rare species
You's a dime a gross
That's a dozen heast the least
Keep silence the most
Regulate with the rest of my establishment
Blast out the pockets of coats
Make the cops boat
I break down your whole background yo
Irons, a permanent flesh your clothes soakin'
You feel the shots pain every heartbeat throbbin'
Don't get excited you'll only make it worse fighting
Spent most of my nights graveyard shifting
Make burial grounds be that man grim reaper
With all pleasure
Lift his feet up
Pick your heat up
Let's do it like the crematory
Make it hot make the temperature rise like mercury
[Verse 4: Havoc]
When I feel like gettin' bent
(Yo don't f*ck with it dun)
I'mma drink away the pain until the brain get numb
Can't take all my dogs gettin' lost in the fog
Never, to return I guess they heard God's call
And naythin' don't surprise me now
Prepare for the worst, and never believe the silver line clouds
Scrutinize crowds
My surroundings
Get suspect we start four-poundin' sh*t
Picture me up in the mix
With the next man broke and is on my di*k
A good man of plenty but an enemy it was clear
I just be another problem that he feenin' to fix
But I, can't have that
Pull out, I try to grab that
Caught one n*ggas like Mahadat

[Hook: Prodigy]
It be the guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, in these, N.Y.C
I say guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, in these, N.Y.C
I say guns, money, pus*y, cars
Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls
Killings, boroughs, buildings, disease
Stress, in these, N.Y.C

[Outro: Prodigy]
Tonight we gon' get this party early
So let's get it right
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