(Goodbye)

(Bye-bye)

Yo
My raps are raw like pure coca
Not diluted like after it's brought over
Pop-stars falling off like their tall posters
They're broke, need to get a loan
See a pawn-broker
Good job I hold the gold flow, I'm all kosher
On point like I own this point
Nought, nought, decimals over
You were never supposed to come down
Like people when the festival closes
Stay high from the peng, independent and never focused
Change form, bringing warnings like spikes on blowfish
Staring at my bleeding brain like I never noticed
Calm convulsions, better just up the dosage
Hit your dome with a bang like mad explosives
Tear apart the scene, a carcass to a wake of vultures
Blood pouring out the stomach where I cut it open
Fuck the mainstream DJs they're all jokers
I don't need to name names, I know who promotes us
The others back the whack rappers preaching bad manners
Treating women like they're objects, chatting 'bout money cars and fashion
This fake gangster shit with little talent is depressing
I feel the change getting closer
The mainstream held the reigns, now we're taking over
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness
Commercialism had it's day, but now kill this
I feel the change getting closer
The mainstream held the reigns, now we're taking over
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness
Commercialism had it's day, but HF will kill this, kill this

If you're chatting [?]
That's something that favelas need to change
Controls the message, when you're glamorising weapons
On a hype like adolescence
Like Biggie said, "real bad boys, they move in silence"
Kids are getting influenced, but worse, they hear it rhymes
Computer games are altering the state of how the mind works
Pixelated visions killed the sights of what we might have learned
Crazy how violence works, mental-heads slicing nerds
Separate their life from hurt, for thoughts make their mind disturbed
Metal giants ride the earth, polluting up the sky until it ends up dyed the colour purple
All I need in this world is my friends, woman and verse
I'll spread positivity to try and elevate the earth
I think of life-changing lyrics, they think of slogans
Commercial culture's like an aids patient when the mutation has taken over
Soon to die, I won't't cry
I celebrate as my body, it works
Stands the test of time like it's cryogenically frozen
I ain't alone and music's got my back, like soldiers
[?] 'til the third eye opens
Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments
(Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments)
I feel the change getting closer
The mainstream held the reigns, now we're taking over
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness
Commercialism had it's day, but now kill this
I feel the change getting closer
The mainstream held the reigns, now we're taking over
Death to the fakeness, rise in the realness
Commercialism had it's day, but HF will kill this, kill this

(Real music, for the real people)

(Jeheeze)