Adrenaline
Cam'Ron Feat. Twista & Psycho Drama Lyrics

So where we goin' now killa (Cam'Ron talkin')
Where are we heading to now, my fellow killer?

Killa, Psycho Drama, Twista, Chi-Town to Harlem what's really good?
We, the artists known as Killa, Psycho Drama, and Twista, are representing and connecting the cities of Chicago and Harlem. So, what's truly going on?

Part two, What happens, when you combine the darkness, with the light?
In the second part of this song, let's explore the outcome of merging the dark and the light elements.

Yeah, I am more than compelled and honored to expel This hell that's inside of my shell for fuckas who want it
I am both passionately obliged and honored to release the torment dwelling within me, for those fools seeking confrontation.

Violence, yeah that bullshit right up my alley, chasing you right up the alley With a gun fixin' to kill you 'cause I feel you was the one fuckin' with my family
I thrive on acts of violence, as it aligns perfectly with my nature, pursuing you relentlessly because I believe you are the one who dared to harm my loved ones.

I roll wit a gang of go-getters, and them ghouls and them gorillas Who be quick to put the glock or the gauge to the gut of one of your niggas and pull it
I associate with a group of ambitious individuals, both the undead and fierce warriors, who are always ready to aim their guns at your associates, shooting them in the stomach without hesitation.

The trigga aimed, deliver you niggas these rigorous bullets It's so rivid and to see you livin' in vengeance sit up in trouble you're put in
As the trigger is pulled, these intense bullets are unleashed upon you. It's truly striking to witness you dwelling in a state of revenge and the troubles it brings upon you.

Fuckin' wit niggas you shouldn't, these menaces and villians and hoodlooms That'll give you the business and in an instant be dimishin' whoopin'
You made the mistake of involving yourself with individuals you shouldn't have, these menacing and villainous figures of the streets. They will teach you a lesson swiftly, diminishing any will to fight back.

'Cause it ain't no type of jokin' or jivin' comin' off of this You done sommersaulted and dived in a coffin of shit
There's no room for humor or playful banter in this situation. You have foolishly thrown yourself into a pit of trouble and conflict.

So if you ever get the notion to just motion forward and get on some ho shit You niggas remember that I got that potion
If you ever consider advancing with weak behavior and engaging in pathetic acts, remember that I possess the power to inflict severe damage.

To bore your brain in a bag and give you a new perspective on who the realest y'all You just can't kill one you stupid bitch, you got to kill us all
I can incapacitate you to the point where your brain is no longer functional, enlightening you about who truly reigns supreme. Don't be foolish enough to think you can eliminate just one of us; you must eliminate us all.

What can I say to make you see how the fuck I feel, to make me wanna run up in ya home Shoot you in the dome, if you bustin' my body up wit the chrome, I stilla be in the zone like Capone
What words can I possibly use to convey the intensity of my emotions, to the point where I would be driven to enter your residence and shoot you in the head? Even if you harm me with your firearm, I will still be focused and unyielding, like the notorious Capone.

Better leave me alone, 'cause I represent the city known for killin' motherfuckas Makin' plenty money and layin' mack down
You would be wise to avoid crossing my path, as I am a representative of the city known for its lethal actions against individuals. We also excel in making substantial amounts of money and asserting our dominance.

Cam, buck, and Twista spittin' gritty competition what a pity You ain't fuckin' wit it then put ya stash down
Cam, Buck, and Twista are delivering intense and competitive verses. It's a shame if you can't keep up with the intensity, so it's best for you to concede and give up your possessions.

Come at the family you touched uh, I'll shoot up ya V-12 even if you wit ya female uh You was talkin' shit nigga wassup, fuckin' up ya Sprewell's and ya new interior detail
If you dare to target my family, I will not hesitate to shoot at your expensive V-12 car, even if you have a female companion with you. You were talking nonsense, so what's the deal? I will ruin your expensive sneakers and the intricate interior of your vehicle.

And a nigga standin' too tall to fall, comin' so I hope y'all can crawl Bloody up the vest all the wall, sacrifice my body screamin' Kamakaze, I can take all of y'all
I, a towering figure, refuse to be defeated, so I hope you all understand that you will need to crawl in submission. I will splatter blood on the walls as proof of my dedication, sacrificing my physical well-being, screaming Kamikaze, ready to withstand any harm you bring.

y'all niggas play around, guns I wave around Nigga better stay down, lay down, weigh pounds
You fools may engage in foolish acts, but I will brandish and threaten with my guns. You better stay down, lying on the ground, feeling the heavy weight of fear upon you.

Put 'em on the Greyhound, ride it up to K-Town The boy get nasty, to law enforcement force me, blast me
Put your enemies on a Greyhound bus, sending them away to Chicago's West Side. When provoked by law enforcement, I become dangerous and ready to retaliate.

Sawed-off and I'm happy, or where the crack be Put it right all for Polaski Cross street, don't need to be said
I am pleased to wield my sawed-off shotgun, especially in areas where drug dealing occurs. I will use it freely on Polaski Avenue without hesitation. You don't need any further explanation.

Code red already got beef with the feds Put three in ya head, from the street full of lead
I am already in a state of alert, having conflicts with federal authorities. I will shoot three bullets into your head, firing them from the streets filled with deadly ammunition.

Fuck knee-deep you'll be six feet when ya dead Street sweeper when I creep creep, nigga fled Pff, pff, when ya sleep sleep, nigga dead
You won't just be partially submerged; you'll be buried six feet under when you're dead. I am armed with a street sweeper shotgun, lurking when you least expect it. Before you even realize it, you'll be lying lifeless in your sleep.

Why you on the back block, fightin' in the crack spot Jackpot, ask not yes its your adrenaline rush
Why are you engaging in conflicts on unsafe streets where drug deals take place? You landed yourself in a precarious situation, but don't ask why, because it's your own fault. This is the rush of adrenaline you experience.

(It's your adrenaline rush) Like when the motherfucka have to go and pick up the pump To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
This is your adrenaline rush, like that exhilarating moment when someone has to grab their shotgun to make the opponent's chest convulse and jerk.

When you lit up the gun, to make ya body get up and uhh (It's your adrenaline rush) Like when the motherfucka have to go and pick up the pump To make the trigga pick up and dump
It's your adrenaline rush, similar to when someone fires a gun, causing their body to react instantly. Or, when they have to grab the shotgun, making the trigger pull and release a shot.

So turn the bass kick up the bump, and let the rhythm hit off the trunk
Now, increase the bass and amplify the beat, allowing the rhythm to reverberate from the car's trunk.

Ya bitch is a ho, she chill at the Rucker, you really a sucka Big Will tryin' to grill her and cuff her
Your girl is promiscuous, spending her time at Rucker Park, and you are truly a fool. Big Will is attempting to flirt with her and lock her down as his own.

And Killa done fucked her, in love wit the chick, the slut was a fish Threw her bait, reeled her in and gutted the bitch
And I, Killa, have slept with her, falling in love with the girl who turned out to be promiscuous. She was like a fish on a hook, luring her in, pulling her close, and then brutally betraying her.

And now she, up in Pokip's dick, huggin' the strip slick 5th tucked in her hip, she will mug you for kicks
And now she's involved with Pokip, engaging in sexual activities. She's cunningly maneuvering the streets, concealing a firearm in her waistband, and she's willing to rob you for her own amusement.

And word to, motha I'm rich, hit ya motha with bricks Cocoa why don't ya build buildings with concussion the bitch
And let it be known, I have considerable wealth. I will even harm your own mother, hitting her with bricks. Cocoa, a nickname for a close associate, should use his strength to construct structures that will disorient and harm this despicable woman.

Come and feel wit the balla who's the nicest and causin' the crisis Got the ammo and agility that says rewind means growin' before
Come and experience the essence of a skilled and talented individual who is causing chaos. I possess the necessary arsenal and agility, indicating that a rewind is an opportunity for growth and expansion.

And this livin' and pause and this likeness I can spit it for some who for nigga represent the call of the righteous
This is a way of life that demands both action and moments of pause. I can deliver these words for those who truly embody the principles of righteousness.

Or gang bang to the rhythm when I spit it I'ma kill 'em wit the technical precision that'll be fuckin' up all the devices
I can conform to the rhythm of the gang lifestyle when I deliver my verses. I will eliminate my foes with such technical precision that it will disrupt and render useless all their devices.

Get sick wit it like I'm lit off the wet, if it's beef, get the shit off ya chest Don't take off ya vest, all my niggas make you jump off the set
I become highly skilled and intense like someone under the influence of drugs. If there is any conflict, resolve it quickly and take the burden off your chest. Don't even think about removing your bulletproof vest, as my associates will make you flee the scene immediately.

And always get the prints off the tech, straight off the deck Mobbin' up and makin' niggas duck, knowin' I'll still open up the trunk
Before anything else, make sure to remove all fingerprints from the firearm, as it is crucial evidence. We are prepared and mobilizing, causing fear in our enemies, knowing that I can still access the car trunk and retrieve weapons.

Guns nigga we get 'em and bust, murderin' the enemy is the ultimate adrenaline rush
We possess guns and are not afraid to use them to shoot and kill. Eliminating our enemies is the pinnacle of excitement and adrenaline for us.