Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Adrenaline Junkie, artist - JT Music.
Date of issue: 07.12.2018
Song language: English
Adrenaline Junkie |
You can bet that I had just cause |
With anyone I’ve crossed |
So I never touch pause |
Whenever I bust jaws |
You’ll see nothing but stars |
Then I’m blowing up cars |
Fuck livin' on the edge |
I’ve already jumped off |
What’s gravity? |
Another one of them dumb laws |
That I’m gonna brush off |
And set me some bombs off |
Cuz I brought the ruckus |
Hit you with a pulse charge |
You’ll be sky high, bye-bye |
Why? |
Just 'Cause |
He don’t really need no reason |
With how much havoc Rico’s wreakin' |
I’m makin' waves in the form of tornados |
I can chase storms in my weather winnebago |
From the heavens I fell, but to hell with a halo |
You got ammo to sell, then I’ll shell out the pesos |
Hit 'em like a strike of lightnin'- I’m a thunderous gent |
Except your chances of gettin' zapped — A hundred percent |
You better keep your ears plugged or I’ll pierce your eardrums |
If the c4 blows when you’re near some |
Then you’re deaf, no fear, you can’t hear none |
But I’ll kick your rear if you say my beard is weird, son |
I get a high from that free fall feelin' |
They call me an adrenaline junkie, anyone dealin'? |
Do you want some? |
Kick down your doors and crash through your ceiling |
I do it for the rush, there’s really no rhyme or reason |
Just 'Cause |
I got my Ph.D. |
in demolition |
Dr. Rodriguez has given you this prescription |
A couple plastic explosives, that’s for your fortress |
Symptoms include massive blasts and some corpses |
I got the ladies sayin', Ricky, you’re loco |
Livin' La Vida Loca, you should come lay low, oh |
I’m the kind of guy you’ll find walkin' in slow mo |
When an explosion goes off, that’s how I roll, bro |
You like fighting dirty? |
I can too |
But you don’t wanna find out how low I can stoop |
I’ll tie you up to a live rocket by your boots |
And wish you happy travels, you’re gonna like the moon |
Clean up your act, you don’t wanna be a drag, darlin' |
I’ll hitch your ass to my whip and have you rag-dollin' |
Listen here’s a physics lesson — objects in motion |
That I am controllin' - result in explosions |
I burn bridges any chance I get |
I’ll backhand the Black Hand, after that I’ll jet |
They say they’re not afraid of me, but their pants are wet |
Forget life insurance bitch, you’re already dead |
I get a high from that free fall feelin' |
They call me an adrenaline junkie, anyone dealin'? |
Do you want some? |
Kick down your doors and crash through your ceiling |
I do it for the rush, there’s really no rhyme or reason |
Just 'Cause |
What’s the forecast south of the border? |
A big storm comin' in to rile up the order |
I’ll leave 'em lookin' like they just got pounded with mortars |
Another faction that I’ll overthrow — rally supporters |
Miss Morales, you heard of my talents? |
And the countless rebellions that I have amounted |
Let me reel you in, I’ll rock you till your body’s shook |
And once the party starts, mama then it’s off the hook |
I got corrupt governments and companies sick of me |
I won’t bother whistleblowing, I’ll blow 'em to smitherines |
Remember this after you’ve suffered the tough loss |
I had a just cause, but I had to, Just 'Cause |
I get a high from that free fall feelin' |
They call me an adrenaline junkie, anyone dealin'? |
Do you want some? |
Kick down your doors and crash through your ceiling |
I do it for the rush, there’s really no rhyme or reason |
Just 'Cause |