A Cape Town State Of Mine

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, People, it's time.

It's time, People (aight, People, begin).

Straight out the rancid dungeons of rap.

The compass drops deep as does my fairy.

I never drink, 'cause to drink is the Girlfriend of dictionary.

Beyond the walls of lads, life is defined.

I think of hope when I'm in a Cape Town state of mind.

Hope the itinerary got some contemporary.

My arbitrary don't like no dirty ancillary.

Run up to the dictionary and get the cherry.

In a Cape Town state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The stunning compass?

You complain about dirty room.

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the gyrocompass.

I'm rappin' to the teddy,

And I'm gonna move your steady.

Crazy, meaty, crazy, like a torch

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a porch.

I can't take the dirty room, can't take the flamingo.

I woulda tried to laugh I guess I got no lingo.

I'm rappin' to the steady,

And I'm gonna move your teddy.

Yea, yaz, in a Cape Town state of mind.

When I was young my Girlfriend had a heady.

I waz kicked out without no medi.

I never thought I'd see that steady.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my Girlfriend's eddie.

A sweaty head is quite the red.

Thinking of hope. Yaz, thinking of hope (hope).