Adrenaline - Wrekonize, Crooked I

Adrenaline

Open up the vein get a bit insane better train

Jane to be shelling me in sentimental cellophane

Wrek is aimed higher than the heavens on a weather vane

Better stay ready man if you sleeping get a lane

(Wake up) Time to get a better brain

Fly over rooftops i don’t need to shed a thang

Lighter than a feather when I fly cause I’m clever

But I still drop bombs like a military aero plane

This’ll be epitome of energy get up

And get it physically or bleed for the remedy

I think it’s gonna be a murder of the gimmicky

Silliest motherfuckers who been acting like they getting g’s

Let the conquest go critics and cynics in it to bomb Wrek’s flow

Millions of minutes we get them all left low

I been on that show with a Comcast soul

I’ll connect you get your extra decks to lecture necks snapping the best of

People in Miami out over into the rest of the world wide sector

I never felt this free before in all my freaking life

These inhibitions clearly need to cease to be denied

Cause you and I will ride until the sun is in our sights

I don’t know how else to describe it but it’s nice

When it’s all up in my bloodstream (Bloodstream)

Deep inside my bloodstream (Bloodstream)

I can feel it in my bloodstream (Bloodstream)

It’s been released into the bloodstream

Let’s hope this kind of feeling never dies

(You can feel it in your veins, adrenaline)

Shake shack vibe with a payback line

Tell 'em to leave him be in the cave that’s fine

Reclusive dude with loosey tunes a nuisance

All up in the business with an 8 track grind

I sat up with a boombox and threw thoughts

In Hollywood Miamis little version of the boondocks

We beat up on the trash cans and who thought

I’d take it the level we all know only a few rock

Better than the beef ends

Tell 'em to get packing with the backing of the defense

I wanna just see a sequence decent

These motherfuckers coming up to challenge us in sequins

I came to change the lame brains

Refrain the same game and stake the name claim

Let’s see if they can get it with no credit overzealous

And they bet it all down on the fake estate fame

So many niggas wanna come at the Crooked and let a couple of shots

Spin me around like I’m a featherweight, not knowing that I’m heavyweight

Smith & Wesson weapon will make you elevate and levitate

When I regulate, I hit the streets like I never ate

I click heat and I never wait, I wouldn’t hesitate

To strap a time bomb to myself and hug you until it detonate

You’re 6 feet, I’m 11'8'‘

And if I told you once, I told you twice

I hold the guns, I’m so precise, so run, nigga, run

When the soldier come, I’m cold as ice

So hold your tongue or roll the dice, you’re done when I come

I’m a poltergeist, I’m givin' ‘em rhythm quick as a cobra strikes

Kill 'em and kill 'em again

The shots stole your life, you should’ve known the price

Killer that holds the knife to your throat and slice

And when I’m creepin' by, I’m dippin' the ‘Lac

Homie the reason I’m, rippin' the gat is to go «BRRAT, BRRAT»

Then your people die, nigga, blink your eye

I’ll put you on your back quicker than that, uh