Letras: Chase and Status. No More Idols. Hypest Hype.

Intro:
I've been out so goddamn long, COME ON! x3
I've been out so god damn god, god, god, god.


Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Dun-knoe we got the dun-knoe gun!
Tempa! (Tempaaa T)
Chase & Statuuus!
Teemmppzz!

Every time I go to the rave, everyone I know's gonna be at NEXT HYPE!
Every time I jump on stage, everyone here wants a shout,
When Tempa T's in the rave, it's too much he's such a NEXT HYPE!
When I come on stage, all'a my friends get shout.

Jake's a pint-sized spaztic.
If guys step on my crepz, somalia man I'm on a NEXT HYPE! (Come on!)
Don't start calling the feds, I'll chase man to the yard NEXT HYPE!
The pigs is calling my phone, big white ting I'm on a NEXT HYPE!
Shout out ready for the rave!

When I come out so goddamn long COME ON!
(I'm on a next hype, I'm on a next hype)
When I come out so goddamn long COME ON!
(I'm on a next hype, I'm on a next hype) (Temmppzz)
When I come out so goddamn long COME ON!
(I'm on a next hype, I'm on a next hype)
When I come out so goddamn long COME ON!
(I'm on a next hype, I'm on a next hype) (Temmppzz)