Adrenaline - Drew Hudson, Junkyard Gang, Joe Budden

Give it away now!

Uhh

I mean, make sure the light’s on in this muh’fucker

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 shit

Cautious, report shit (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, shit is chess to me

So let the king move, meantime let it be

My blood is on FIRE in this muh’fucker!

Pack your bags, packin up for the weekend

We 'bout to do this!

Let’s GO!

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

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, motherfuck 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 bastards

Approach us too forward, these frauds is ass 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 shit

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!

Shit’s heatin up

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 shit

IPod, headphones on bumpin my shit

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 butterfly 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 shit

Paint a masterpeice then unveil it, come I’m 'bout to reveal it!

Destroy it, rebuild it

Then conceal it before another nigga steals it (I mean)

Milk shit, not a pessimist, I’m a realist

When you think you on, I go and hit the killswitch

Drummer rockin, he’s ill bitch

If they sleep don’t wake 'em, just drill shit

See I’m somethin they gotta deal with!