The Cape of Good Hope

I'm coming straight outta Cape Town A crazy motherfucker named Youngsta Vanni south side is nog Wynberg op my kante I had toys but I always played outdoors Community Chest Carnival, Maynard mall If you remember that time then you know how the game goes Nowadays ouens sell drugs in the main road Looking out for the white man in the blue van R2 a bag I got you, you by the fruit stand Sending money to Ama writing this he's in Pollsmoor Shamiel is also there he gave me a phone call And this is Kaapstad we living the thug life Burning train carriages because of the bus strike I suggest you join us because you can't beat us Defeat us, rather get a parcel at Aneesa's And eat up, tik pakkies never get cleaned up Drive by's happen in Fords and Vdubs We got women, weed, weather what could be better You know how we roll, how we roll How we roll, how we roll yeah We got gang tatts, flats, Afrikaans raps and You know how we roll, how we roll, how we roll yeah In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Welcome to the Cape of Good Hope call it Skolliewood Riyadh Roberts robbing from the rich call him Robin Hood Colonialism shook us, we got off to a rocky start Now we building empires and calling it Grassy Park I've never seen democracy, Skaap Kraal to Ottery Salute to Marc Lottering but this isn't a comedy Sorry if it's harsh but we all have an opinion I'm being aggressive for Ashley Kriel and Taliep Petersen Y generaal CPT on my dog tags Mitchells plain and Parkwood salute to my comrades I was on the front line you was still on Facetime Careful for the taxi wars and bodies on the train lines Reality raps this is not for entertainment Preaching ghetto gospel you can call me Bishop Lavis Can I get an amen from the congregation This is the Y? gen generation declaration We got women, weed, weather what could be better You know how we roll, how we roll How we roll, how we roll yeah We got gang tatts, flats, Afrikaans raps and You know how we roll, how we roll, how we roll In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Oh no, it's the Cape of good hope It's the inspiration for poems You can check my area code It's my home Oh no, sixteen shots to ya dome Oh yes we bad to the bone No it's not the city of gold, it's my home Oh no, Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope In the Cape of Good Hope Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope