Adrenaline

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Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I'd now like toduce you to Supastition*
 There's a few things he'd like to say. So y'all listen up.
 You wanna make beats with Supa? Don't gamble with your life
 The only time I shake hands is when I'm handling the dice
 You're amateur compared to what I write
 (Man, let it go)
 I beat the dead horse like I don't care for animal rights
 May lightening strike a nigga down if I'm frontin'
 They tryin' to decide if I sold more records or rewind buttons
 I rock a show but after you pay me I'm bouncin'
 If not
 I'm as negative as shady accountants
 Hip hop
 I love it but I've been through hell
 Therefore my price never goes down like Technique 12's
 I got a fan base that expands past American landscapes
 You don't understand the point? Let me translate
 I go beyond your block radius
 A perfectionist
 Every single joint I record is on my greatest hits
 Dated back to '86, I've been the boss
 Now Supastition is the most hated thing on paper since The Source
 Ask your girl I get around
 Fuck Prada boots
 The way she keep her ass out, I buy her hospital gowns
 Niggas want the crown but it stays in place
 Until then, there won't be no singing +Amazing Grace+
 I flow dolo
 But don't sleep, I got a brigade
 As far as testin' us?
 Any day is not a good day
 Now other crews begin to fade
 But my colony stays
 So do your thing, I'll do mine, stay the fuck outta my way
 I want it live in the front, if you don't wanna get stomped
 You should back up
 Right now, this is how we act up
 Huh? What?
 I got the whole place jumpin' like
 Huh? What?
 Feel the adrenaline
 I want it live in the front, if you don't wanna get stomped
 You should back up
 North, south, east, west act up
 Huh? What?
 I got the whole place rockin' like
 Huh? What?
 Feel the adrenaline
 You can't touch the unorthodox flow
 You better off tryin' to buyin' cocaine on the street wearin' cop clothes
 This is my destine I
 Test me why?
 Use your recordings against you like the F.B.I.
 So it can and it will be forever held against you
 But in the meantime you better practice self defense moves
 I spit like I never have a second chance
 To the streets I'm bout to leak like cheap breast implants
 I know other ways to say that you wack
 I call you from your crib, fuckin' your girl with your CD playin' in the back
 You diss me for the sake of makin' songs
 One look, your ladies gone
 At my spot, naked makin' 80's porn
 Y'all lames don't perform nowhere
 Me? I'll spin the globe and the place that it stops, I do a show there
 So oh yeah
 This here's a niceduction
 I'm a starving artist with an appetite for destruction
 Over the right production I'm damn near invincible
 And any non believers should be thrown in an institute
 Freestyle or written, y'all done seen what I do to crabs
 Each style I'm spittin' ridiculous, you can do the math
 If it gets serious or critical you know
 I David Ruffin niggas pop up in the middle of your show
 Now some claim to be the greatest
 But can you back those words?
 I think you a thing of the past like black chauffeurs
 And that's my word
 I want it live in the front, if you don't wanna get stomped
 You should back up
 Right now, this is how we act up
 Huh? What?
 I got the whole place jumpin' like
 Huh? What?
 Feel the adrenaline
 I want it live in the front, if you don't wanna get stomped
 You should back up
 North, south, east, west act up
 Huh? What?
 I got the whole place rockin' like
 Huh? What?
 Feel the adrenaline
 Like Huh? What?
 (Keep it goin')
 C'mon, huh? What?
 Huh? What?
 Keep it goin' like
 Huh? What?
 Supastition
 Make your head bop to it

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Duration
03:30
Key
9
Tempo
92 BPM

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