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Adrenaline Rush Get the fuck up, motherfucker Hey yo, when i step up on the bar everybody hits the fuckin floor lucky motherfuckers make it to the door cause when i spit on the mics, i spit raw which cause confusion, from the bar to the dance floor i keep the club on the vex cause he got a penny when i spit and replace a lot of shit niggas get the wildin when my words, echo the room like "Get yo hand outta my pocket" you sock shit, when my topics rockin im banned from clubs cause of my toxic tonsils loud, speakin like a fuckin sports announcer i spit the blah hah, till you rush the bouncer or rush the motherfucker in your way whos bouncin you know obie trice, keeps those gats pronouncin [Chorus] Get live motherfucka, when i speak motherfucka out ya seat mothafucka, out my reach mothafucka shady records till i sleep mothafucka obie trice, nothin but street mothafucka tear this bitch up, until you bleed mothafucka i wouldnt give a fuck who you be mothafucka punk, pussy, bitch or g mothafucka adrenaline rush before you leave mothafucka when i speak, i blow out ya tweeters, im dark show out in speakers, roll out with heaters im just an animal, eatin the game jungle monkey, fuck yah obies the name i roll solo, never been a holdo keep gats fo fo, when cats act loco where you at when im movin a crowd you get trampled, mashed on, detroit style up out ya seats, pump out the ease off the beats, the crowd obie please where my niggas at smokin them trees off the cogniac, finger fuckin a sleeze thats how it is when you party with me you dont like it, you l seven like a square beat [Chorus] Ever since i came, i rearranged the place with blaze stage dive with coke ceivers, dna im so addicted to gettin niggas lifted drunk off of liquid obie trice, the misfit doucin the crowd with piss and brows we underground mothafucka, fix your frowns i be the boy with the whiskey tour off of wiskey, youve never been this deep before so, throw up ya hands and peep out yo mans when i come through, next quarter trice that the fiends use and trust, im attackin it i cook up the hot shit like ainslee havin it thats why im so miraculous and obie gets you niggas pumped up i see you next collisiem chump thats right, you come to obie trice fucked up of ease, drunk, weed [Chorus]
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