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with my manskap, van dertig tot tagtig
Boland tot Bokaap, mostly I'm piele, girls say I've been bad got me like Bobby Skinstad
The Springbok in hip hop

them old back roads
Where we painted em black with those tire tracks
Not a care in the world
We lived to be free
So come on girl take a ride with me
Take

Dreaming

Pacific Dub

First Drop EP

2009

of a place

Pacific Dub you know we're striving to create a better world
Yes it starts one by one every boy and every girl
Yeah the youth is on the rise,

Drinking from the Sun

Hilltop Hoods

Drinking from the Sun

2012

I lay down my music ten feet from where I lay down
Immersed in them beats, short breaks turned to breakdowns
'Cause when you work where you sleep,

Underneath this roof where you grew my hair long like girls are meant to 
Your picture perfect view, right on the track I was bound to
Tell me, am I

Choppa spitting like Eddy teacher
Carry out she a Eddy’s eater
By Mama Son’s and Far East
With the my mumbo sauce
Thats where I be
Real shit, all I

sit there in silence, or say it was fine when you ask how's my day
Then sit in my chair by the window and stare and wait for the sunlight to fade

I've

up ourselves
But where was God at when we needed Him?
Or when that little girl lost her innocence?
Same place that you left Him, on read
When you was

(Dmac on the fucking track)
Yeah, yeah turn me up
Had to go and get it by myself
I never needed niggas for the help
She the reason why I move in

with the cheat code,
(Verse 1)
Vintage,
With a little polish to finish,
Eating Popeyes with my niglets,
Remember days with Mama,
Eating spinach,
Just

I wish she could know, how much I love her so
I dream of quiet nights, where I'm warm by the time I spend with you
And the cold out there, I can

reminiscing
Of the time we were kids.
Me and my boys used to sit around and talk Of the future.
Like we had any real clue of where our lives were enroute to.

register
I always be where the bags be
Baby girl say she a rider she was built for the back seat
Come on then darling go on hop in the vehicle
I came in this

fresh to death, no casket
Earned my stripes feel like Carole Baskin
Flip on the track like I'm CB
Need a Big Play Shay like a TD, jump the route drop

Sam
Nah man
Stand up and
Pull up your big girl pants and
Ma'am up, ah
(I think it's time)
Used to have visions now I'm glancing
I got no second chances

I caught your girl looking...laser eyed my bag. Get your eyes out of my pockets...I have nothing for you dish rags. Little homie get anguish on why

myself back there, yeah
Those them good good times
By now
Most of ya know that
I went back to school
Five years ago
Studied audio at REC dubba you
Know

I gotta pay the price to win by failing first
So going in till they see I ain't the worst
In the city where I'm from I'm not done
I haven't run out

ARTIST INFO LYRICS SONG INFO TRACKS BY THIS ARTIST
Go Harder
Late night tip big bankroll, hit the strip club looking for my little woe 
We bumped

I no go do you long,
Maybe you should, 
Try to hold! my D, as I speak,
So you can know where I'm coming from.

Eyo we don't really care how you ..

WESTWRLD
I think that she know I'm up to something
A lil thuggin'
Things I should get over always taunt me from my past
Lost my heart to her so I

these pussies act frail
Cuz these the same tough guys that come by and try and tell me that they tracks real
OG s told me load the shells with gloves

these pussies act frail
Cuz these the same tough guys that come by and try and tell me that they tracks real
OG s told me load the shells with gloves

(Verse 1 - Ty Farris)

Gripping the medal molded my mental with mildew
From the filthy eastside where they'll kill you 
For the bills went the rents