James Arthur - Hype lyrics
James Andrew Arthur
[James Arthur - Hype lyrics]
I'm hyped baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Yo man, I'm hyped i got my slate wiped
Clean, back to following the dream
Back to bitches on my penis do you see this?
Crazy paper on my range up to Venus
Rolla J, System Down, Chaka Demus & Pliers
Flyin' higher than the rest
I'll blow my load on these
Little worldies double fs
Blessed, no less than I'd expect
These days, I'm arrogant
Can't nobody change it jeez whiz, I'm hyped
I blaze through the maze
While the people faze my name, not me though
Ey, I can't be found, like Nemo, he know
She know everybody here knows
But gee he roll with hear no, see no evil
We rub our eyes in disbelief
Like where's BeeDo?
Bad girl, pussy's sweet like treacle
Here we go, switchin' to my over-inflated ego
Facetious though, so I can sit back and laugh
At the non-believers quote
My rhyme's a disciple
Scepticism in every note
Little kids are Jumpin' Jim
They see that this doesn't drown
Does it float eyes still
They fail to go where my mind goes
I don't fear failure, I am on a roll
Helpin' to realise I am a prodigy
I'm an anomaly
Nobody toppin' me, nobody stoppin' me
Nobody poppin' this ego's fuckin left me
Eff off and eff you, I'm Cee Lo
Ey, eff you, I'm Cee Lo
I'm hyped baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Later, cool for the gifts we got
Coz we get the picture
We ain't flinchin' at the negs
We just be gettin' richer
Girl, I'm so hyped, I could kiss ya
Obliterate Kate and her sister
She fucks me like she hates me
She been gettin' from her mister
Eeeee, got a schlong like a donkey
Hung, my flow's tight for a honky
Getting high watching Kung Fu
Arigato to my ninjas
Yeah, we're the new John Dillingers
Give us any don't floppers we be killing yas
Finish 'em with diligence
Bunch of fuckin' idiots, whole crew hideous
My team lookin' like we all makin' millions
Look to fill ya in, I'm a King
You're a minion get on ya knees and beg
For mercy at your silliness
I'll cut ya motherfuckin' tongue out
I'll put ya lung out
Watch ya wheeze until ya
Scullin' air run out, spun-out
Faded, you just look jaded, coz I dare say it
I don't care if they dismay, if they slay
If they pay no credit, no radio edit
Call me a medic coz I'm ill
You got a headache high memories
Stick byte-freestyling on the beat
Coz I don't have the time to write
Just giz my Grammy
Giz my Grammy motherfucker!
I'm hyped baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Oh na na
Oh na na
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Yo man, I'm hyped i got my slate wiped
Clean, back to following the dream
Back to bitches on my penis do you see this?
Crazy paper on my range up to Venus
Rolla J, System Down, Chaka Demus & Pliers
Flyin' higher than the rest
I'll blow my load on these
Little worldies double fs
Blessed, no less than I'd expect
These days, I'm arrogant
Can't nobody change it jeez whiz, I'm hyped
I blaze through the maze
While the people faze my name, not me though
Ey, I can't be found, like Nemo, he know
She know everybody here knows
But gee he roll with hear no, see no evil
We rub our eyes in disbelief
Like where's BeeDo?
Bad girl, pussy's sweet like treacle
Here we go, switchin' to my over-inflated ego
Facetious though, so I can sit back and laugh
At the non-believers quote
My rhyme's a disciple
Scepticism in every note
Little kids are Jumpin' Jim
They see that this doesn't drown
Does it float eyes still
They fail to go where my mind goes
I don't fear failure, I am on a roll
Helpin' to realise I am a prodigy
I'm an anomaly
Nobody toppin' me, nobody stoppin' me
Nobody poppin' this ego's fuckin left me
Eff off and eff you, I'm Cee Lo
Ey, eff you, I'm Cee Lo
I'm hyped baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Later, cool for the gifts we got
Coz we get the picture
We ain't flinchin' at the negs
We just be gettin' richer
Girl, I'm so hyped, I could kiss ya
Obliterate Kate and her sister
She fucks me like she hates me
She been gettin' from her mister
Eeeee, got a schlong like a donkey
Hung, my flow's tight for a honky
Getting high watching Kung Fu
Arigato to my ninjas
Yeah, we're the new John Dillingers
Give us any don't floppers we be killing yas
Finish 'em with diligence
Bunch of fuckin' idiots, whole crew hideous
My team lookin' like we all makin' millions
Look to fill ya in, I'm a King
You're a minion get on ya knees and beg
For mercy at your silliness
I'll cut ya motherfuckin' tongue out
I'll put ya lung out
Watch ya wheeze until ya
Scullin' air run out, spun-out
Faded, you just look jaded, coz I dare say it
I don't care if they dismay, if they slay
If they pay no credit, no radio edit
Call me a medic coz I'm ill
You got a headache high memories
Stick byte-freestyling on the beat
Coz I don't have the time to write
Just giz my Grammy
Giz my Grammy motherfucker!
I'm hyped baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got to keep going 'til
The break of the dawn oh na na
Oh na na
Oh na na