Next Hype

Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-adrenaline
Adrenaline, a-a-a-a
I’m a roadman, a public enemy
Guns for hire, fire more? You’ll need a military
More than a halo, move and you’re getting buried
Caliber is over-heavy, the one they call machete
I’m a soldier, I’m a mercenary
Last one to leave out, frozen with the rhythm, G
Black ops commando, don’t need no ID
Next hype is what I need
You better run
You better run
You better run, run, come
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run