Inge Beckmann
(Yeah. Say)
These violent hills we're treading upon
My niggas, I swear this shit's dangerous
Why they hate us? Why they hate us?
Basic niggas back, back to basics
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape (Cape Town)
Maybe meet a girl with the slight resemblance of Inge Beckmann
And fall in love
Evil is what evil does, hey? Not doing anything be the same thing
In the face of adversaries, my face is mean mugging
Bruxism got me grinding through the late night
Burn the midnight oil, mind stays bright
While they're out there giving us dirty looks
We're trying to stay on the clean path, right?
I heard that love saves lives, drowning, give mine a life line
Trying to turn water into wine
Heard we're all gods, heard it through the grapevine
Short moments of laughter watching them Vines
Wanna hear a little lie: I'm fine
Trying to shine my little light on the love of my life
But shit gets dark in this fast life
Feel me like braille
Open up the blinds cause I've been off the blunt
And the smoke hurts my eyes, I'm seeing through the veil
The brides vows are bribes, getting married to the game
These violent hills we're treading upon
My niggas, I swear this shit's dangerous
Why they hate us? Why they hate us?
Basic niggas back, back to basics
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape (Cape Town)
Maybe meet a girl with a slight resemblance of Inge Beckmann
And fall in love
I thought love is all I fucken needed, hey?
Not taking into account what I fucken want
While my savings account be rising up
I'm spending/wasting time feeling down
While my savings account be rising up
I'm spending/wasting time feeling down
So many birds be around, none of them sings songs like the Lark bird
Never finding happiness, always trying to find what you can't get
Got that girl?
I'm an East Rand boy, East Rand boy in love with the Cape, ey, ey, ey, ey
My heroine stays there, not drugs- women- my vice
Save me, ey, ey
(Yeah. Say. It's Red Liquid. Biko Dylan. I love you, Kempton, still- always. Yo, Inge! Halla!)
These violent hills we're treading upon
My niggas, I swear this shit's dangerous
Why they hate us? Why they hate us?
Basic niggas back, back to basics
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape (Cape Town)
Maybe meet a girl with the slight resemblance of Inge Beckmann
And fall in love
Evil is what evil does, hey? Not doing anything be the same thing
In the face of adversaries, my face is mean mugging
Bruxism got me grinding through the late night
Burn the midnight oil, mind stays bright
While they're out there giving us dirty looks
We're trying to stay on the clean path, right?
I heard that love saves lives, drowning, give mine a life line
Trying to turn water into wine
Heard we're all gods, heard it through the grapevine
Short moments of laughter watching them Vines
Wanna hear a little lie: I'm fine
Trying to shine my little light on the love of my life
But shit gets dark in this fast life
Feel me like braille
Open up the blinds cause I've been off the blunt
And the smoke hurts my eyes, I'm seeing through the veil
The brides vows are bribes, getting married to the game
These violent hills we're treading upon
My niggas, I swear this shit's dangerous
Why they hate us? Why they hate us?
Basic niggas back, back to basics
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape
Faded by the moonlight
Finna go down to coast, right down to the Cape (Cape Town)
Maybe meet a girl with a slight resemblance of Inge Beckmann
And fall in love
I thought love is all I fucken needed, hey?
Not taking into account what I fucken want
While my savings account be rising up
I'm spending/wasting time feeling down
While my savings account be rising up
I'm spending/wasting time feeling down
So many birds be around, none of them sings songs like the Lark bird
Never finding happiness, always trying to find what you can't get
Got that girl?
I'm an East Rand boy, East Rand boy in love with the Cape, ey, ey, ey, ey
My heroine stays there, not drugs- women- my vice
Save me, ey, ey
(Yeah. Say. It's Red Liquid. Biko Dylan. I love you, Kempton, still- always. Yo, Inge! Halla!)
Credits
Writer(s): Andile Matebese
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