Chords for Tempa T - Next Hype [Lyrics]
Tempo:
72.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F
E
Dm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C#] [E] Yeah, [C#] yeah, yeah, I'm still about TENS!
[F] Don't watch the hype!
[N] Next hype!
Next [C#] hype!
One man [E] still spitting, he's at ten, you get me?
What [B] kind of things that [A#] you have
When I find out, don't expect me to stop
I'll come for the peas that you stack
And [N] come for all the food that you block
Better hand over the bag, your boys don't wanna see you shot
If I kick down doors, I'll kick your flat
Stand up, clear out your house for the spot
All the things in your house
All the things in the fridge
All your black and red
All your street's toys
All your CD racks, won't get none of your CDs back
Drag off your Kurt and Ralph
And we'll kick off your HDTV from the stand
Run upstairs into rooms, flip the mattress
And search for the cash, make my look down
A brow will match, it's not worth me life
Just to cut the scratch, it's too late to look up
The latch, I can smell the cold, just pull out the batch
I'm not here to crush or relax, to drink your wine
Yeah, just pull out the bags
[F] I have to hudge up guys, life's right to me
I don't know why, that catch man's shaking his eyes
They [Dm] told me I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy bit my ass
He said he's gonna die, not bad, your man don't need your guy
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying his kite
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watched Billy French get his brass out of sack from a bar
Hacking his keys from his [C#] wife
Went after man in his bro-frie's life
Blast poor in the box, gave him [Dm] some tonight
He's back dead in the fridge overnight, I'm sick [N] when I dream
All feet on them pipes, well you know I'm at the rooftop hard
Know when they see man driving his car
I'm behind tips but they laying in the car
I jammed at the car but they laying to his car
I said get out the car
I said you stay apart, I smash the window, jacked down at the car
DRAGED!
Get out the car
If you don't get out the car
Don't when they see man shooting [E] a star
You better not dare me now
I don't care if you got friends in your car
Light up blue whip and all your scars
Watch how many of them roll out of the car
Run down the road, I'm chasing them far
[N] Why do you let them compare from the star
Trying to hide a block from the mic
While I spray my bars on the mic
Don't I bump on the [E] mic
Now who here wants to fight, strangle man with a microphone lead
Back to my tent with a side of [N] the mic
Tie my sleeves up, making it light
Drag man down to the floor, I spike
I have to [C#] punch up guys, guys striding at me I don't know why
[Dm] Back, back man shaking his ice
Game throws me, I was looking at the sky
Car, now I have to go blind
That boy there, I'll stay till I die
Not bad, your mouth don't feed your guy
When I slap man you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying in the sky
Run man down on the grass overnight
What really strengthens us, like a sack from a bar
I get a sleeve from his wife, run after man
Let me draw [N] for his life, plus pouring I've got stains with a knife
He's got dead and it falls overnight
I'm sick when I dream, oh, he's got his eyes
Pulling out legs everywhere
Don't know we got the shot man there
Putting man down from the side of the stairs
See that man trying to run over there
Run after man, chase man over there
Off the railing, slam man over there
Straight off of there, I looked up the side now he's down there
So I drum down, take down
Who else got the fuck around in here?
Stay down, keep your head to the ground
Don't know the shoot of your head, top player
No, it was a war last year, this year it's kicking off right here
This year it's kicking off right here
Don't know we got the shot man there
If I go make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run after man, now buy off the ting
Off the railing, slam boy off the ting Why?
Make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run out the bush, now buy off the ting
You're screaming, please [F] now buy off the ting
Have to punch up nice, [Dm] that's right in me, I don't know why
Back, crack man straight in his eye
Came from me, I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy there
I'm still gonna die, not bad, y'all mind don't think you're blind
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the floor, fly in his sky
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watch all his friends dance, dance like a sack from a bar
I can hear the students on me fight, run after man
Let [C#] me go and play his life, plus pouring I've got stage with a knife
Leave black dead [C] in the floor, though at night
I'm sick when I [C#] dream, all things are then flies
[F] Are you fucking mad?
Next time
[A] What, [F] everyone's asking me when's the next tune
This [F#] is the fucking next tune, are you [A] dumb?
Next time, sue them
Free Chronic, you mad
[F] Don't watch the hype!
[N] Next hype!
Next [C#] hype!
One man [E] still spitting, he's at ten, you get me?
What [B] kind of things that [A#] you have
When I find out, don't expect me to stop
I'll come for the peas that you stack
And [N] come for all the food that you block
Better hand over the bag, your boys don't wanna see you shot
If I kick down doors, I'll kick your flat
Stand up, clear out your house for the spot
All the things in your house
All the things in the fridge
All your black and red
All your street's toys
All your CD racks, won't get none of your CDs back
Drag off your Kurt and Ralph
And we'll kick off your HDTV from the stand
Run upstairs into rooms, flip the mattress
And search for the cash, make my look down
A brow will match, it's not worth me life
Just to cut the scratch, it's too late to look up
The latch, I can smell the cold, just pull out the batch
I'm not here to crush or relax, to drink your wine
Yeah, just pull out the bags
[F] I have to hudge up guys, life's right to me
I don't know why, that catch man's shaking his eyes
They [Dm] told me I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy bit my ass
He said he's gonna die, not bad, your man don't need your guy
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying his kite
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watched Billy French get his brass out of sack from a bar
Hacking his keys from his [C#] wife
Went after man in his bro-frie's life
Blast poor in the box, gave him [Dm] some tonight
He's back dead in the fridge overnight, I'm sick [N] when I dream
All feet on them pipes, well you know I'm at the rooftop hard
Know when they see man driving his car
I'm behind tips but they laying in the car
I jammed at the car but they laying to his car
I said get out the car
I said you stay apart, I smash the window, jacked down at the car
DRAGED!
Get out the car
If you don't get out the car
Don't when they see man shooting [E] a star
You better not dare me now
I don't care if you got friends in your car
Light up blue whip and all your scars
Watch how many of them roll out of the car
Run down the road, I'm chasing them far
[N] Why do you let them compare from the star
Trying to hide a block from the mic
While I spray my bars on the mic
Don't I bump on the [E] mic
Now who here wants to fight, strangle man with a microphone lead
Back to my tent with a side of [N] the mic
Tie my sleeves up, making it light
Drag man down to the floor, I spike
I have to [C#] punch up guys, guys striding at me I don't know why
[Dm] Back, back man shaking his ice
Game throws me, I was looking at the sky
Car, now I have to go blind
That boy there, I'll stay till I die
Not bad, your mouth don't feed your guy
When I slap man you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying in the sky
Run man down on the grass overnight
What really strengthens us, like a sack from a bar
I get a sleeve from his wife, run after man
Let me draw [N] for his life, plus pouring I've got stains with a knife
He's got dead and it falls overnight
I'm sick when I dream, oh, he's got his eyes
Pulling out legs everywhere
Don't know we got the shot man there
Putting man down from the side of the stairs
See that man trying to run over there
Run after man, chase man over there
Off the railing, slam man over there
Straight off of there, I looked up the side now he's down there
So I drum down, take down
Who else got the fuck around in here?
Stay down, keep your head to the ground
Don't know the shoot of your head, top player
No, it was a war last year, this year it's kicking off right here
This year it's kicking off right here
Don't know we got the shot man there
If I go make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run after man, now buy off the ting
Off the railing, slam boy off the ting Why?
Make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run out the bush, now buy off the ting
You're screaming, please [F] now buy off the ting
Have to punch up nice, [Dm] that's right in me, I don't know why
Back, crack man straight in his eye
Came from me, I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy there
I'm still gonna die, not bad, y'all mind don't think you're blind
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the floor, fly in his sky
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watch all his friends dance, dance like a sack from a bar
I can hear the students on me fight, run after man
Let [C#] me go and play his life, plus pouring I've got stage with a knife
Leave black dead [C] in the floor, though at night
I'm sick when I [C#] dream, all things are then flies
[F] Are you fucking mad?
Next time
[A] What, [F] everyone's asking me when's the next tune
This [F#] is the fucking next tune, are you [A] dumb?
Next time, sue them
Free Chronic, you mad
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E
Dm
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F
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[C#] _ [E] Yeah, [C#] yeah, yeah, I'm still about TENS!
[F] Don't watch the hype!
[N] Next hype!
Next [C#] hype!
One man [E] still spitting, he's at ten, you get me?
What [B] kind of things that [A#] you have
When I find out, don't expect me to stop
I'll come for the peas that you stack
And [N] come for all the food that you block
Better hand over the bag, your boys don't wanna see you shot
If I kick down doors, I'll kick your flat
Stand up, clear out your house for the spot
All the things in your house
All the things in the fridge
All your black and red
All your street's toys
All your CD racks, won't get none of your CDs back
Drag off your Kurt and Ralph
And we'll kick off your HDTV from the stand
Run upstairs into rooms, flip the mattress
And search for the cash, make my look down
A brow will match, it's not worth me life
Just to cut the scratch, it's too late to look up
The latch, I can smell the cold, just pull out the batch
I'm not here to crush or relax, to drink your wine
Yeah, just pull out the bags
[F] I have to hudge up guys, life's right to me
I don't know why, that catch man's shaking his eyes
They [Dm] told me I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy bit my ass
He said he's gonna die, not bad, your man don't need your guy
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying his kite
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watched Billy French get his brass out of sack from a bar
Hacking his keys from his [C#] wife
Went after man in his bro-frie's life
Blast poor in the box, gave him [Dm] some tonight
He's back dead in the fridge overnight, I'm sick [N] when I dream
All feet on them pipes, well you know I'm at the rooftop hard
Know when they see man driving his car
I'm behind tips but they laying in the car
I jammed at the car but they laying to his car
I said get out the car
I said you stay apart, I smash the window, jacked down at the car
DRAGED!
Get out the car
If you don't get out the car
Don't when they see man shooting [E] a star
You better not dare me now
I don't care if you got friends in your car
Light up blue whip and all your scars
Watch how many of them roll out of the car
Run down the road, I'm chasing them far
[N] Why do you let them compare from the star
Trying to hide a block from the mic
While I spray my bars on the mic
Don't I bump on the [E] mic
Now who here wants to fight, strangle man with a microphone lead
Back to my tent with a side of [N] the mic
Tie my sleeves up, making it light
Drag man down to the floor, I spike
I have to [C#] punch up guys, guys striding at me I don't know why
[Dm] Back, back man shaking his ice
Game throws me, I was looking at the sky
Car, now I have to go blind
That boy there, I'll stay till I die
Not bad, your mouth don't feed your guy
When I slap man you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying in the sky
Run man down on the grass overnight
What really strengthens us, like a sack from a bar
I get a sleeve from his wife, run after man
Let me draw [N] for his life, plus pouring I've got stains with a knife
He's got dead and it falls overnight
I'm sick when I dream, oh, he's got his eyes
Pulling out legs everywhere
Don't know we got the shot man there
Putting man down from the side of the stairs
See that man trying to run over there
Run after man, chase man over there
Off the railing, slam man over there
Straight off of there, I looked up the side now he's down there
So I drum down, take down
Who else got the fuck around in here?
Stay down, keep your head to the ground
Don't know the shoot of your head, top player
No, it was a war last year, this year it's kicking off right here
This year it's kicking off right here
Don't know we got the shot man there
If I go make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run after man, now buy off the ting
Off the railing, slam boy off the ting Why?
Make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run out the bush, now buy off the ting
You're screaming, please [F] now buy off the ting
Have to punch up nice, [Dm] that's right in me, I don't know why
Back, crack man straight in his eye
Came from me, I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy there
I'm still gonna die, not bad, y'all mind don't think you're blind
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the floor, fly in his sky
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watch all his friends dance, dance like a sack from a bar
I can hear the students on me fight, run after man
Let [C#] me go and play his life, plus pouring I've got stage with a knife
Leave black dead [C] in the floor, though at night
I'm sick when I [C#] dream, all things are then flies
[F] Are you fucking mad?
Next time
[A] What, [F] everyone's asking me when's the next tune
This [F#] is the fucking next tune, are you [A] dumb?
Next time, sue them
Free Chronic, you mad
[F] Don't watch the hype!
[N] Next hype!
Next [C#] hype!
One man [E] still spitting, he's at ten, you get me?
What [B] kind of things that [A#] you have
When I find out, don't expect me to stop
I'll come for the peas that you stack
And [N] come for all the food that you block
Better hand over the bag, your boys don't wanna see you shot
If I kick down doors, I'll kick your flat
Stand up, clear out your house for the spot
All the things in your house
All the things in the fridge
All your black and red
All your street's toys
All your CD racks, won't get none of your CDs back
Drag off your Kurt and Ralph
And we'll kick off your HDTV from the stand
Run upstairs into rooms, flip the mattress
And search for the cash, make my look down
A brow will match, it's not worth me life
Just to cut the scratch, it's too late to look up
The latch, I can smell the cold, just pull out the batch
I'm not here to crush or relax, to drink your wine
Yeah, just pull out the bags
[F] I have to hudge up guys, life's right to me
I don't know why, that catch man's shaking his eyes
They [Dm] told me I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy bit my ass
He said he's gonna die, not bad, your man don't need your guy
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying his kite
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watched Billy French get his brass out of sack from a bar
Hacking his keys from his [C#] wife
Went after man in his bro-frie's life
Blast poor in the box, gave him [Dm] some tonight
He's back dead in the fridge overnight, I'm sick [N] when I dream
All feet on them pipes, well you know I'm at the rooftop hard
Know when they see man driving his car
I'm behind tips but they laying in the car
I jammed at the car but they laying to his car
I said get out the car
I said you stay apart, I smash the window, jacked down at the car
DRAGED!
Get out the car
If you don't get out the car
Don't when they see man shooting [E] a star
You better not dare me now
I don't care if you got friends in your car
Light up blue whip and all your scars
Watch how many of them roll out of the car
Run down the road, I'm chasing them far
[N] Why do you let them compare from the star
Trying to hide a block from the mic
While I spray my bars on the mic
Don't I bump on the [E] mic
Now who here wants to fight, strangle man with a microphone lead
Back to my tent with a side of [N] the mic
Tie my sleeves up, making it light
Drag man down to the floor, I spike
I have to [C#] punch up guys, guys striding at me I don't know why
[Dm] Back, back man shaking his ice
Game throws me, I was looking at the sky
Car, now I have to go blind
That boy there, I'll stay till I die
Not bad, your mouth don't feed your guy
When I slap man you won't be alright
Catch man on the foot, flying in the sky
Run man down on the grass overnight
What really strengthens us, like a sack from a bar
I get a sleeve from his wife, run after man
Let me draw [N] for his life, plus pouring I've got stains with a knife
He's got dead and it falls overnight
I'm sick when I dream, oh, he's got his eyes
Pulling out legs everywhere
Don't know we got the shot man there
Putting man down from the side of the stairs
See that man trying to run over there
Run after man, chase man over there
Off the railing, slam man over there
Straight off of there, I looked up the side now he's down there
So I drum down, take down
Who else got the fuck around in here?
Stay down, keep your head to the ground
Don't know the shoot of your head, top player
No, it was a war last year, this year it's kicking off right here
This year it's kicking off right here
Don't know we got the shot man there
If I go make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run after man, now buy off the ting
Off the railing, slam boy off the ting Why?
Make me a boss, no one see who's buying off the ting
Run out the bush, now buy off the ting
You're screaming, please [F] now buy off the ting
Have to punch up nice, [Dm] that's right in me, I don't know why
Back, crack man straight in his eye
Came from me, I was looking at the sky
Now I have to go blind, that boy there
I'm still gonna die, not bad, y'all mind don't think you're blind
When I slap man, you won't be alright
Catch man on the floor, fly in his sky
Run man down on the grass with my knife
Watch all his friends dance, dance like a sack from a bar
I can hear the students on me fight, run after man
Let [C#] me go and play his life, plus pouring I've got stage with a knife
Leave black dead [C] in the floor, though at night
I'm sick when I [C#] dream, all things are then flies
[F] Are you fucking mad?
Next time
[A] What, [F] everyone's asking me when's the next tune
This [F#] is the fucking next tune, are you [A] dumb?
Next time, sue them
Free Chronic, you mad