June - Fahmy, The MC

Heading out the door while I’m feeling blue

Give me all the things that i’ve given you

We were season 1, now its season 2

We should take a break like an interlude

A break from the rhymes, a break from the music

You don’t deserve talent, you only abuse it

I’m singing and rapping this shit is confusing

I’m sick of this shit i might just go and lose it

Gone for a little while but bitch, I am back now

Hidemen here with me and we chilling up in matt’s house

They told me bout their mission and I kinda saw the vision

So we gathered all the pieces and I’m hopping on this track now

Woah, heard this beat first and i was like, «Bruh»

Put me on this track and then they were like, «Nah»

So I got sad then I packed my bags and go

But Matt sent me this beat and I was like, «Yoooo, this is crazy!»

Puff, puff, make the stick last

Powerpuff, she’s never less

Gotta go around with the nuisance

Boutta come in with a new sense

Started from the bottom of the creek

Climb the highest mountain hit the tallest peak

Got money dropping like it’s autumn

Now we up high, flying like we got em'

I live in the moment, this life, I control it

My fate and my future, I wish i could hold it

Never ever gonna ever gonna ever regret

I could do this stupid baby shit like a Rugrat

Draw a pic and paint this shit with colour too

Control, take some care, love em' good like momma do

No talent don’t stain and taint it up

Keep it low your ego, but you fucked it up

Shoutout to Fahmy

Shoutout the boys in the crew

Shoutout to Matt, Wira, Qush and the rest of the dudes

It’s ABANGSAPAU and I been waiting on this since forever

Imma record this verse, balik

Go to my mama, and tell her

«Mum, I’m on a Hidemen song!»

Where brothers stick together

And we have a good time

Regardless of who the winner and who falls

It don’t matter who gon blow

It don’t matter who got fame

'Cause if 1 brother win then we all stand tall

And if we help each other out

Then we do it sincerely

I am filled

With so much gratitude

Because without your help, I don’t know what I’d do

Take it way back to shackles, T-A-D-L

My day 1s forever since November 18

And now we flying high

It’s the season for mating

The season for breaking

Bread on the table

Where we ate Burgernomics

Never worried bout no label

Independent youth

With love and passion

And thunder, no zeus

Just fire in the booth