Pa**ion Hifi - Prologue lyrics

[Intro] sh** Chronic Frenzy, Helix You know what we're about [Verse 1] This is my initiation, when established people come to a realisation That the game needs a change, a substitution from the fame Tamed like a lion but this ain't no circus, civilised like well paid workers But still got pressure on me, yet to reach the surface But when I do ill embrace it, maybe even surf it (La, La, La, La, La, La, La) Cultured by Australia, learning new tricks you can call me Anastasia You know I'm a skater Fresh leaf, we rip up that stash, but still the front foot kick with the back foot catch Steez to much for ya, putin Aus rap on the map like a volcano erupta I can hurt you with my mind, don't even need to touch ya Voodoo like owls they going who-who the f** is you-oo murderin tracks in a way thats tru-blue Can't be introduced cause I don't have a name yet Yeah I'm underrated, but I'm still creative, thats an understatement Whether or not you bought this defines whether or not I'm getting paid yet (La, La, La, La, La, La, La) [Verse 2] Let me show you how we live life, now how we reach new heights Only one principal if you're gonna do something, do it right Night creatures, the flight teaches us how to survive off one bite Not quite vampires, but we still feed on jealousy of our fiends Whoever said living life is free, good vibes, high times, 100 up-tight rhyme a-nides Sitting, wondering what its like as a glowfly And I think how much I would love it, lighting peoples world up only to plummet But I'm not even at my best yet, far from it, so far I can see the summit But at my peak I will be like Everest, Ill stand well over the rest Watch them try stop me like little pests Well guess what? I'm spitting bug spray But I know one day, one of you will try steal the light from me like Kanye [Verse 3] You know I dont rate my sh**, I paved my sh** Favoured kicks that b**hes have licked It lets me think that I made it quick Exporting my sh**, talk about rap game invaders The trick is to do what you love and if I waste it Love what you do, because at the end of the day You want dreams to come true, and funk brews drink love tunes Funk blues is a genre and still faiths recruits say want some weed wantchya? I did this on my own accord, not for money I can afford, what I need But I can't afford rap to plea, out every season, we see sprouts and new hope Like Luke in his baggy clothes, armed like a Jedi I returned and rose to the occasion, still racing It gets tight just tryna alive, it feels amazing Money is overrated You see positivity in people over publicity and still fools think that we ain't cool we ain't stomping the negativity [dunno yet] Now get off your a** and enjoy life, get up onto your feet And when you feel it, bump along to the beat..