Adrenaline Rush Lyrics

Twista Adrenaline Rush

What happens when you combine the darkness with the light?

Verse 1:

(Yungbuck)
I'm bringing pain like two bad nurses, and the pain from these here
motherfuckin' verses rediculous thirst involving hearses
to the dirt shit first pick and is in order to work with
slugs to the shirt shit (just to squirt shit)
a wicked hit with an expert kick
and both till the earth split leave you hurt bitch show you how worser
than worst get in the zone
see the vein when the pain repel and the tone doin the curtains bitch
(when adrenaline's pumpin') I don't understand the special only the
certain shit
I'm a misunderstood nigga and I'm off my square high got me reversin
clips and dispersin shit

(Twista)
What can I say to make you see how the f..ck I feel to make you wanna
jump the edge
I'm charged off of suckers gettin shot up off the ledge ne pain the
static came I took a blunt off to the head (so tell me what it said)
retaliate with lethal reprocussion cuz when I feel the reefer watch him go
into thangs like its a wicked stick
so get the benadryl like ima feel the steel lickin and kickin shit for
niggaz and bitches that I kick it with
I was born to get you pumped up its like when lead bust givin
motherfuckers a head rush
then your lead bust when you jumped up cuz what I said must've got you
geeked up my eyes red puffed
from smokin' shit that niggaz hit on to die makes me wanna slip the clip
on the side
and if you act a bitch on the side the whole westside will let the shit
gone and ride and let the trigga bust

chorus:

thats your adrenaline rush
like when a motherfucker have to go pick up the pump
to make his opposition chest kick up and jump
when you lit up the pump to make your body get up and hump
thats your adrenaline rush
like when a motherfucker have to go pick up the pump
to make a trigger pick up and dump
so make the bass kick up and bump
and let the rhythm hit off the trunk
(repeat)

verse 2:

(Twista)
pullin up and bailin out like we're carsick, I'm ready to start shit
start up buryin some heads like an ostrich and unload the whole
cartridge and throw the shells in the garbage
the hardest of motherfuckers could never achieve what Ive accomplished
yungbuck's my accomplice
located his existance with my 6th sense like a compass and starting on a
journey established to stop this
rushin up the hearts of the niggaz to get em charged whats the real
reason
all you haters try to murder me so now its kill season
and even though I'm still bleedin I comin cuz I'm still
breathin
and y'all can't trace me I bury my victims in the wall like gacey
too lyrical
and since its nipple my umbilical these flows is critical this music is
miracle like I'm biblical
killin like I'm nuttier than buddy love and still wouldn't leave a
bloody glove and start the truck up
and speed the f..ck up getaway smokin this blunt dump the adrenaline
eruptin my viens I'm pumped up

(Yungbuck)
and I'm calibrated at 360 degrees
see thats 300 niggaz that gon die about 60 slugs to do this deed
(Psycodrama)
we too much for the industrialists to f..ck with this on the brink of
f..ckin up some shit, dismantle deduct some shit
its hard to imagine what niggaz get nerves to do, and I got the urge
to ooh and smile close the curtains fool
from killin the verses fool I be one of the worstest dude
(you the who?)
I'm the worstest lurkin about 9 millimeters above your surface
and unleash these things then I defeat your purpose you hurtin'

chorus