(Intro) Yeah, turn my headphones up a bit. Hala Madrid. We checking the calendar, October 2026, and nothing’s changed. Time to look across El Clásico and remind you exactly who you are. Check the records. Drop the beat. (Verse 1) Welcome to the reality check, let’s talk about class While you're playing with levers, we’re collecting the brass You claim to be a giant but you’re living a lie Look up at the scoreboard, check the European sky We sitting on fifteen, the kings of the crown You're stuck back at five, the joke of the town Math never lies, do the count, see the split We got three times your trophies, you can’t argue with it. (Chorus) Fifteen to five, yeah the gap is too wide You're running out of levers and you’re running out of pride Mes que un club? Nah, you're masking the pain Forever in the shadow of the giants of Spain From Europe to La Liga, we don’t need a facade You're just a small team trying to compete with Madrid. (Verse 2) Let’s step back in history, pull the files from the case The Negreira scandal, what an absolute disgrace Seventeen years, from 2001 to '18 Paying off the refs just to keep your slate clean You bought your way to glory, yeah you paid for the whistle Now the whole world knows your legacy is brittle No wonder you struggle when the VAR’s in the room Without those dirty payments, it’s a stadium of gloom. (Verse 3) And don’t get me started on your modern-day flops Remember '22 when you dropped from the tops? Sent down to Europa, thought you’d breeze through the night The only big fish left, but you died in the fight Frankfurt walked right into your home, took the keys White jerseys everywhere, had you down on your knees The Camp Nou invaded, thirty thousand or more You got out-fanned and outclassed on your own stadium floor. (Verse 4) You don’t care about your legends, man, the treatment is cold Look at Luis Suárez when you told him he’s old A pistolero hero, gave his blood for your crest You threw him out the back like he was just like the rest Shattered his pride, treated him like a bum So he went to Atleti just to show where you're from Won the league right away, shoved the truth in your face That’s how you treat greatness? Just a total disgrace. (Outro) October 2026, and the truth is still plain Barcelona’s history is a history of stain We keep adding royalty, you keep adding debt We are the standard that you never will get Hala Madrid. Turn the lights out in Catalonia. We out.
