(Intro - Spoken/Chant)
Yeah — you thought this was a rerun? Nah.
Hasta lavista!
(Ad-lib: yeah, what, ha)
(Verse 1)
Saw your lies like rain on a screen, smudged and slow,
You were background noise, I turned the volume to solo.
You sold headlines with no story, cheap glitter on the grin,
I learned every trick in your playbook — now I tear out the thin.
No slow burn, I’m a short fuse, bright enough to scorch, not glow,
You keep rehearsing losses while I write the final show.
(Performance cue: teenage rasp, quiet then build)
(Pre-Chorus)
Tried to clip my wings, but I learned to fly, (learn to fly)
Packed the proof in my pocket, left your fingerprints behind. (left 'em)
No regrets, just new maps, I’m hittin’ different vistas, (new vista)
One crisp line for the road — hasta lavista.
(Chorus - Hook / Tagline)
Hasta — Lavista. (4-beat chant)
No encore, closed door. (call-and-response)
Hasta — Lavista. (crowd: Lavista!)
Pack your lies, hit the floor.
(Ad-libs: yeah, oh, say it!)
(Verse 2 - Rap)
Yo — you were the cheap spark in a storm of neon, fizz,
I’m the thunder after, leaving prints where your promise fizzed.
You fold like origami when the wind calls the bluff,
Your alibis are coupons — expired, not nearly enough.
I flipped your highlight reel, found the gaps and the static,
You were rented charm, I’m archive-grade — pure, cinematic.
Your DM confessions? Bro, they read like spam with no sender,
I deleted every memory, unsubscribed, full surrender.
(Performance cue: punch on third beat, snap snares)
(Rap - Closing Punch)
You’re a trailer, not the movie — credits roll, it’s done,
I’m the soundtrack on repeat, you were the flashing neon none.
One microphone left — I mic-drop, mic twists ya,
Final line, last scene: hasta lavista.
(Pre-Chorus - Reprise)
Tried to clip my wings, but I learned to fly, (learn to fly)
Packed the proof in my pocket, left your fingerprints behind. (left 'em)
No regrets, just new maps, I’m hittin’ different vistas, (new vista)
One crisp line for the road — hasta lavista.
(Chorus - Full)
Hasta — Lavista. (chant: Hasta!)
No encore, closed door. (response: Closed door!)
Hasta — Lavista. (crowd: Lavista!)
Pack your lies, hit the floor. (ad-libs: uh!)
(Bridge)
I don’t need fireworks to mark my rise,
I move in daylight, you were all disguise.
I keep the camera steady, you blur when you insist ya,
Remember my name? Say it once — hasta lavista.
(Outro)
So walk off with your script, your smoke, your small vista,
I’m headline, hard light — you’re yesterday’s picture.
One last chant before the silence — Hasta. Lavista. (echoes)
(Performance cues: final rasp, chant fades, clap cadence)
(Production notes in-lyric)
- Teenage male vocals: confident, slightly raspy on hook; playful bite in rap.
- Ad-libs: “yeah,” “what,” “uh” after punchlines for attitude.
- Call-and-response after chorus for crowd/stream engagement: (Call: Hasta! Response: Lavista!)
- Percussion hit on rap punchlines; snap on the last word of each rap bar for sting.