[Verse 1: Impromptu]

Let’s get this Hip Hop shit started

Man grown without a father

The road less travelled I’ve already chartered

Mr Martin, hold a deep secret like the garden

This ain’t Black Eyed Peas, it’s gonna get retarded

It’s the Rock Hard Foundation

When we deliver lyrics the record feels friction

My wisdom delivered with weight like six ton

So pick one ‘cause any of mates can easily rip somethin’

If you’re a fan of this then throw your hands like an evangelist

Lyrical hooligan raps, these words of vandalist

If you can stand to this, we hope you’re tall enough

Step in the ring with these lords and we’re calling your bluff

Feel the bass, this is my place, my hour

On the mic I’m a demon, yo, you’re facing my power

Animos, Impromptu and you wanna get on a track with us

Up the dough like self-raising flour

We so sick, this Hip Hop beat, it keep knocking

My soldiers in the streets with feet that keep walking

The street’s talking, RHF in your venue

Sendin’ you a lot of lyrics, give a dam if they offend you

If you’re equipped, this road can be a little bit bumpy

If you’re given the chance to grab the mic then spit something

Man, this shit’s funky, I’m a Hip Hop junky

Animos, Impromptu we take the try out of country

[Verse 2: Animos]

Back at it

The black adder that packs daggers

My raps shatter

Turn a wack rapper to ash matter

I got a jack hammer flow

That make you want to mack every ho

That’s attractive and close

I’m a passionate bloke, don’t mistake it for weakness

Rep it seven days kids, not just the weekends

Hardly ever sleep in, keep my pants saggin’

Back for those who missed the first bandwagon

Prompt aimed first for the target and hit it

Now I’m comin’ through with a basket of sickness

This bastard is twisted

You can’t get with me kid, you just partially gifted

I rock non-stop ‘til the speakers pop

Pregnant women bump this and their foetus bop

No respect for the cops

Step on the block reppin’ the Rock

Hand on my jock, givin’ ‘em raw Hip Hop

Animos

[Verse 3: Impromptu]

Make weight, you don’t measure up, you’re no mate

Say grace, pray to the Lord to vacate from this place

This for all who turned fake

We know who you are even though you change face

Make haste, yo keep it on movin’ in quick time

These rhymes are a language defined for clear minds

Land mines, watch how you step, they blow up

Now what’s up? Lyrical arsenal like a gun buck

Can’t touch what I rep

Heart stop in a sec

Start rendering cheques or confess to your death

Stress less, battle retaliation

Your heart pacin’

This isn’t a game so you can turn of your Playstation

My mind’s patient, I was born this way

Like when I see a chick I want to fornicate

There’s nothin’ more to say, but that we’re your number one

So sit back, relax, RHF are getting’ the job done

[Verse 4: Animos]

We slay new jacks and wack rappers

Straight Ivan Milat – Killin’ these backpackers

Street cats who keep the crowd movin’ up and down like Snakes and Ladders

Then hands an MC his head on a platter

I either walk with a bop or with a stagger

Hoodied down loose cannon

Ready to rock, fists locked, enter the dragon

Runnin’ the block, representin Hip Hop, sippin’ a flagon

Rip spots, my clique’s hot

The Rock make the chicks flock

Lock, stock, two balls and a big what?

Animos, I’m shit hot, RHF we got this bitch locked

You just a bunch of rip-offs so piss off