Adrenaline Rush

Get the fuck up
Aiyo, when I step up in the bar
Everybody hit the fuckin´ floor
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door
Cause when I spit on mic´s, I spit raw
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor
I keep the club owner vexed
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit
Plus replace a lot of shit
Niggers get to wildin´
When my words echoes the room like
(Get your hand out my pockets)
You sock shit while my topics rockin´
I´m banned from clubs cause of my toxic tonsils
Loud speakin´ like a fuckin´ sports announcer
I spit the block hot `til you rush the bouncer
Or rush the motherfucker in your way who´s bouncin´
You know O. Trice get the gats pronouncin´

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I´ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records `til I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin´ but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn´t give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline Rush before you leave, motherfucker

When I speak I blow out your tweeters
A dog
Show out with speakers
Roll out with heaters
I´m just a animal eatin´ the game
Jungle monkey
Funky, and Obie´s the name
I roll solo
Never been a hoe, though
Keep gats vocal
When cats act loco
Where you at when I´m movin´ the crowd
You get trampled, mashed on Detroit style
Up out your seats
Pump out the E´s
Off the beats, the crowd “Obie, please”
Where my niggers at, smokin´ them trees
Off the cognac, finger fuckin´ a skeez
That´s how it is when you party with me
You don´t like it?
You L7 like a square be

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I´ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records `til I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin´ but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn´t give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline Rush before you leave, motherfucker

Yo, and since I came
I´ve rearranged the place with blaze
Stage dive with Colt Seavers, DNA
I´m so addicted to gettin´ niggers lifted
Drunk off the liquid
O. Trice, the misfit
Dousin´ the crowd with piss and bile
We underground, motherfucker, fix your frown
I be the boy with the whiskey toy
Off a whiskey
You never been to skeet before
So throw up your hands and
Peep out your man´s when
I come through
Next quarter Trice intervene use
And trust, I´m attackin´ it
I cook up the hot shit like Ainsley Harriet
That´s why I´m so miraculous
And Obie gets you niggers pumped up
I´ll see you next coliseum, chump
That´s right, it´s your Obie Trice fucked up
Off weed… E´s and whiskey

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I´ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records `til I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin´ but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn´t give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline Rush before you leave, motherfucker