Joe "Dub B" Kool - Adrenaline lyrics

[Joe Budden] Give it away now! Uhh I mean, make sure the light's on in this muh'f**er Is that supposed to be though, let's make it hot L-look look look look look; I can't call it I always seem to take one step backward and five steps forward Nothin to gain, it's like everything's mortgaged Y'all can love me or y'all won't, go 'head and talk sh** Cautious, report sh** (I mean) live out of hell Since all my dudes either alive or out of jail (ohh!) Won't fold, won't curl - no wonder all this weight's on my shoulders I'm sittin on the bottom of the world! They say, tears are words that your mouth can't speak (ohh!) Rubber on every arm could fire but can't reach I say, streets learn you what the schools can't teach My job's to get a gospel that the church won't preach Somethin like a rock star, keep the live band Just sub my True Religions for those skin-tight pants (yeah!) Ass on my wife, no nice implants I mean no accessories, the crime's been an accessory It's a thinkin man's world, sh** is chess to me So let the king move, meantime let it be My blood is on FIRE in this muh'f**er! Pack your bags, packin up for the weekend We 'bout to do this! Let's GO! [Hook: Dub B] Adrenaline's rising You could feel the fire rush right through the veins Look on the horizon You could see the sun, but the night still controls the pain-yay-yay-yain [Drew Hudson] Yo... it's the Junk Yard Gang, Drew Hudson reppin Jersey Reverse the psyche on life and do the mic dirty Tired, hungry and thirsty, motherf** fame Matter fact, when this verse ends forget my name It's the message not the man, the vision not the plan No glitz or glam, just pure connection with the fans Half your downloads get deleted with the spam These dudes keep it so real, they come across fake Straight boring, ignore these wack ba*tards Approach us too forward, these frauds is a** backwards I just vividly spit it to pick it differently Rip all the vodka, swig it then pissin on negativity The pen's mightier than the trigger, strike 'em when I spit Real catchy, huh? I don't even like that sh** What I like, a rock flow that's lava Melodic, with a high dose of more fire The fire and the rain, the fire in my veins is hot Can't be stopped with fire brigades UHH! No image, I'm livin every synonym twisted In this syllable spliff six of them hits'll leave you lifted All heart and gut, feelin the hunts Adrenaline rush, c'mon! sh**'s heatin up [Hook] [Joe Budden] Uh-huh, l-look look; I wear a K as a weapon Eye through scope case my foes at the top of my stairway to heaven And I, pop a big step, dressed in my fly sh** IPod, headphones on bumpin my sh** I never cared, I was careless Fear bein afraid (or) or maybe I'm afraid to be fearless (Or) Or fear bein fearless but fearful So even in my carelessness, gotta be careful I'm like, who's that lookin threw my peephole? When did my alter-ego get a ego? He wants the rims chrome Me I'm tryin to push the pedal 'til my FOOT'S on the ground like a Flintstone Bluetooth, my girl on the horn bickerin But even though when she SCREAM I hear it like whisperin I been around noise all my life I've been poised baby all my life, just let me live my life! Live yours, make your own highlight Then meet me at the top like a bu*terfly knife Then you'll, learn how to see without eyesight If, at first you don't succeed then try twice See I don't write it I will it, reel it, real sh** Paint a masterpeice then unveil it, come I'm 'bout to reveal it! Destroy it, rebuild it Then conceal it before another n***a steals it (I mean) Milk sh**, not a pessimist, I'm a realist When you think you on, I go and hit the k**switch Drummer rockin, he's ill b**h If they sleep don't wake 'em, just drill sh** See I'm somethin they gotta deal with!