ON DECK X NEXT HYPE

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm still about (Tempz!) Don't watch the hype (Mad! Next hype!) This is for my fans dem, you get me? (Next hyper tune!) Man's still spitting, it's a ting, you get me? [Verse 1] What kind of things that you have When I find out don't expect me to stop I'll come for the P's that you stack And come for all the food that you blot Better hand over the bag Your boys don't wanna see you shot If I kick down the door to your flat Dun know I'll clear out your house on the spot (Clear!) All the things in your house (Clear!) All the things in your fridge (Smash!) All your plates from your rack (Clear!) All of your kids' toys (Clear!) All of your CD rack Won't get none of your CD's back Drag off your curtain rail from the wall Kick off your HD TV from the stand Run up on stairs into rooms Flip the mattress and search for the cash Make man look down the barrel of a mash It's not worth your life, just cough up the scratch It's too late to lock up the latch I can smell the crow, just pull out the batch I'm not here to cotch or relax And drink your wine here, just pull out the bags [Hook] I have to punch up guys Guys try it with me, I don't know why Bax! Pax man straight in his eyes They floored me, I was looking at the sky Par! Now I have to go blind That boy there I swear he gonna die You're not bad, you're a mug, don't think you're a guy When I slap man you won't be alright Catch man on the field flying his kite Roll man down on the grass with a knife Watch as his friends disperse out of sight from afar I can hear screams from his wife Run after man let me draw for his life Blood's pouring I got stains off the knife Leave guys dead in the field over night I'm sick, when I dream I won't think of them twice [Verse 2] What d'you know about the All Star pars? Don't wanna see man driving his car I'm behind tints with the leng in the car I jumped out the car, put the leng to his car I said "get out the car!" I said "this ain't a par!" Smash the window, drag man out the car (Drapes!) Get out the car! If you don't get out the car Don't wanna see man shooting at star You better not dare me now I don't care if you got friends in your car Light up your whip and all of your spars Watch some of them roll out of the car Run down the road and I'm chasing them far Why didn't they comply from the start? Tryna hype up on the mic While I spray my bars on the mic (Slap!) Don't hype up on the mic (Kick!) Now, who here wants to fight? Strangle man with the microphone lead Bax mans head with the side of the mic Shout at mans face, I'm not taking it light Drag man down to the floor, that's right [Hook] I have to punch up guys Guys try it with me, I don't know why Bax! Box man straight in his eyes They floored me, I was looking at the sky Par! Now I have to go blind That boy there I swear he gonna die You're not bad, you're a mug, don't think you're a guy When I slap man you won't be alright Catch man on the field flying his kite Roll man down on the grass with a knife Watch as his friends disperse out of sight from afar I can hear screams from his wife Run after man let me draw for his life Blood's pouring I got stains off the knife Leave guys dead in the field over night I'm sick, when I dream I won't think of them twice [Verse 3] Pulling out lengs everywhere Dun know we got the shotgun there Boy man down from the side of the stairs See that man tryna run over there? Run after man, chase man over there Hop the railings, clear man over there Woyy! Straight over there I locked on the sight, now yout's down there So I jumped downstairs Now, who here wants to fuck around in here? Stay down, keep your head to the ground Dun know I'll shoot off your head top clear No, it was a war last year This year, it's kicking off right here This year, it's kicking off right here Dun know we got the shotgun there If I go make me a mask No one see who boyed off the ting Run up on man, I'll boy off the ting Hop the railings and boy off the ting Woyy! Make me a mask No one see who boyed off the ting Run out the bush and boy off the ting You're screaming please don't boy off the ting! [Hook] I have to punch up guys Guys try it with me, I don't know why Bax! Box man straight in his eyes They floored me, I was looking at the sky Par! Now I have to go blind That boy there I swear he gonna die You're not bad, you're a mug, don't think you're a guy When I slap man you won't be alright Catch man on the field flying his kite Roll man down on the grass with a knife Watch as his friends disperse out of sight from afar I can hear screams from his wife Run after man let me draw for his life Blood's pouring I got stains off the knife Leave guys dead in the field over night I'm sick, when I dream I won't think of them twice [Outro] Are you fucking mad? Next hype What - everyone's asking me when's the next tune? This is the fucking next tune, are you dumb? Next hype, Slew Dem, free Chronik - you mad? Big up Esco, Rage, Shorty Smalls Slew demmm! 09