Adrenline Rush Lyrics by Eminem

Adrenline Rush

Get the fuck out motherfucker...

Verse 1
Hey yo...
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking 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 on the vex,
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit,
Niggas get a whiling,
When my words echos the room like, get your hand out my pocket,
You suck shit when my topics rockin,
Im banned from clubs cause my toxic tonsils,
Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer,
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,
I rush the mutherfucker in your way whos bouncing,
You know old christ get their yaks pronouncin...

Chorus

Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,
Out your seat motherfucker, Im a reach motherfucker,
Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers
Obi-trice nothin but street motherfucker
Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker
I wouldnt give a fuck who you be motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or g motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker

Verse 2

When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog,
Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,
Im just an animal eating the game,
Jumbo monkey, funky and obies the name,
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,
Keep yaks vocal when cats act loco,
Where you at when Im moving the crowd,
You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,
Up out your seats, pump out the es,
Off the beats the crowd overpleased,
Where my niggas at smoking them trees,
Off the cognac, finger fucking the skis,
Thats how it is when you party with me,
You dont like it, you l-7 like a square beat...

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Verse 3
Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze,
Spays dope with coke-fevers dna, Im so addicted,
To gettin niggas lifted, drunk off a liquid,
Obie trice the misfit,
Dousein the crowd with piss and vouls,
We underground motherfucker fix your frowns,
I beat the bore with a wisty tour,
Off a whisky you never been this deep before,
So throw up your hands and peep out your mans
When I come through next quarter trust it in yous,
And trust Im attackin it,
I hook up the hot shit like ay see we havin it,
Thats why Im so miraculous,
And hope to get you niggas pumped up,
I see you next time I see him chump,
Thats right, you go through obie trice fucked up,
On your knees drop for these...

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