Adrenaline Live by The Roots Lyrics
[Intro: Black Thought]
Y'all still with me?
How many people got the rhythm out here?
How many people got the rhythm out here?
You namsayin'?
How many people got the rhythm and can really keep the pace?
I want y'all to help me set this shit off
We gonna have some fun with this one, y'all, come on
You ready? Here we go, y'all
Come on, clap, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, clap your hands
Come on, clap, yeah, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, clap your hands
Come on, clap, get it, clap your hands
Come on, clap, clap your hands
Come on, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
And keep clappin', keep clappin'
Y'all ready to rock?
Say I
Say I
Say I
I'm ready to rock, y'all
Say I
Say I
Say I
I'm ready to rock, y'all
Say I
Say I
Say I
Got that feeling
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
Y'all can't get the second part, no matter what the fuck I say, right?
I wonder if it's what I'm saying
Ayo, we gon' try this shit one more time, 'cause I like, I like this part of the show
I wanna see if I can get it to sound phat for the tape, for the album, you namsayin'?
If you're down with me, a'ight, a'ight, this how I'ma break it down
I'ma be like "Say I" then everybody'll be like "I"
Then I don't know what I'ma say second but y'all got to listen close
'Cause then y'all gotta try to repeat that shit
That's the fun of the game, you namsayin'
So let's have a good time with this and listen close to the shit that's coming out
I don't know how it's gon' go the second time
Y'all ready? Come on, clap, keep clappin' your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
I need a bunch of energy, y'all
Come on, y'all
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Adrenaline, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, now everybody
Let me hear you say I
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I, come on, y'all
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I, one more time
Say I
Say I
We gon' count this shit off
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Come on, one, two, adrenaline
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
MC's are dressed funny like a leprechaun
I chop rappers up like chicken szechuan
Sellin' a squads off like a slave auction
Yo, my zodiac sign read caution
On stage, I make your seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an algebraic equation
What, you want some? Here come the portion, son
The Fifth foursome, armed at the door, son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw, son
You don't want no more, son? That's when more come
And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, what, you wanna talk shit?
We hit you like the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a hole up inside you, park it
Take sneaks, chains and rings and bracelets
Split back this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
When I say two, you say "adrenaline"
One, two...
[Verse 2: Black Thought rapping Malik B's verse]
Zigga zigga zigga, tryin' to get a grip but slip, lift me up
Since I was a pup, was designed to erupt
Get to know me, approach me slowly, caught puzzlin'
Niggas thought they was,of course they wasn't
Punked 'em with a dozen of pellets all in they skelet'
Transform, from the norm, start to brainstorm
Yeah, Malik B, he ain't gone
I took the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne
I'm trapped up in about five worlds with live pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan who's name is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it
Command it, takin' you back like Knotts Landing
I'm Ralph Kramden, we out, you'll see in Hampton, y'all
What the what the what the, what the what the what the
Pivot on this concrete earth until I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again, y'all
Once again 'gain
One, two, adrenaline
[Verse 3: Dice Raw]
Yo, Beans passed the mack and we held 'em like hostages
Rappers see me, hide they face like ostriches
Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages
Underwater rap, you know who the bosses is
North Philly, baby, that's where that Raw shit is
You'll get blown out the sky once you get talkative
A-D devise rise, I fathered it
So when you see me on the street, don't even bother, kid
Just be on your merry way because you might get slayed
They ask around, wonderin' what Dice Raw did
Lay you on floors like ya gettin' carpeted
You need a special kind of mic for retarded kids
Now, me against you's like Kane against the Partridges
You wanna battle, change your name to The Forfeiters
'Cause that's what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
When I count to two, you say "adrenaline"
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
I'ma show y'all what I'm talkin' 'bout
One, two, ADRENALINE
Y'all still with me?
How many people got the rhythm out here?
How many people got the rhythm out here?
You namsayin'?
How many people got the rhythm and can really keep the pace?
I want y'all to help me set this shit off
We gonna have some fun with this one, y'all, come on
You ready? Here we go, y'all
Come on, clap, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, clap your hands
Come on, clap, yeah, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, clap your hands
Come on, clap, get it, clap your hands
Come on, clap, clap your hands
Come on, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
And keep clappin', keep clappin'
Y'all ready to rock?
Say I
Say I
Say I
I'm ready to rock, y'all
Say I
Say I
Say I
I'm ready to rock, y'all
Say I
Say I
Say I
Got that feeling
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
Y'all can't get the second part, no matter what the fuck I say, right?
I wonder if it's what I'm saying
Ayo, we gon' try this shit one more time, 'cause I like, I like this part of the show
I wanna see if I can get it to sound phat for the tape, for the album, you namsayin'?
If you're down with me, a'ight, a'ight, this how I'ma break it down
I'ma be like "Say I" then everybody'll be like "I"
Then I don't know what I'ma say second but y'all got to listen close
'Cause then y'all gotta try to repeat that shit
That's the fun of the game, you namsayin'
So let's have a good time with this and listen close to the shit that's coming out
I don't know how it's gon' go the second time
Y'all ready? Come on, clap, keep clappin' your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, clap, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
I need a bunch of energy, y'all
Come on, y'all
Come on, clap, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Adrenaline, y'all, come on, clap your hands
Come on, everybody, clap your hands
Come on, clap, y'all, now everybody
Let me hear you say I
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I, come on, y'all
Say I
Say I
Got that adrenaline
Say I, one more time
Say I
Say I
We gon' count this shit off
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Come on, one, two, adrenaline
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
MC's are dressed funny like a leprechaun
I chop rappers up like chicken szechuan
Sellin' a squads off like a slave auction
Yo, my zodiac sign read caution
On stage, I make your seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an algebraic equation
What, you want some? Here come the portion, son
The Fifth foursome, armed at the door, son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw, son
You don't want no more, son? That's when more come
And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, what, you wanna talk shit?
We hit you like the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a hole up inside you, park it
Take sneaks, chains and rings and bracelets
Split back this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
When I say two, you say "adrenaline"
One, two...
[Verse 2: Black Thought rapping Malik B's verse]
Zigga zigga zigga, tryin' to get a grip but slip, lift me up
Since I was a pup, was designed to erupt
Get to know me, approach me slowly, caught puzzlin'
Niggas thought they was,of course they wasn't
Punked 'em with a dozen of pellets all in they skelet'
Transform, from the norm, start to brainstorm
Yeah, Malik B, he ain't gone
I took the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne
I'm trapped up in about five worlds with live pearls
Shouts to Armour Akquan who's name is Jalil
The moat is deep water so let your hand expand it
Command it, takin' you back like Knotts Landing
I'm Ralph Kramden, we out, you'll see in Hampton, y'all
What the what the what the, what the what the what the
Pivot on this concrete earth until I rot
Didn't figure how to conquer it yet but still I plot, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again, y'all
Once again 'gain
One, two, adrenaline
[Verse 3: Dice Raw]
Yo, Beans passed the mack and we held 'em like hostages
Rappers see me, hide they face like ostriches
Dice'll grind your brain into little sausages
Underwater rap, you know who the bosses is
North Philly, baby, that's where that Raw shit is
You'll get blown out the sky once you get talkative
A-D devise rise, I fathered it
So when you see me on the street, don't even bother, kid
Just be on your merry way because you might get slayed
They ask around, wonderin' what Dice Raw did
Lay you on floors like ya gettin' carpeted
You need a special kind of mic for retarded kids
Now, me against you's like Kane against the Partridges
You wanna battle, change your name to The Forfeiters
'Cause that's what you do, face to face wit raw niggas
I give you a bad case of the fucked-up jitters, once again
[Chorus: Black Thought and Scratch]
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
When I count to two, you say "adrenaline"
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain, ladies and gentlemen
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
I'ma show y'all what I'm talkin' 'bout
One, two, ADRENALINE