Lyrics: Lwandile Nkanyuza
Music: Karabo Omphile Diseko/Tebogo J Mosane/Smangaliso Qala/Blessing Tshifularo/Kekeletso Masemola
I’ve been listening to Riders on the Storm
No Snoop, it’s just The Doors
‘Cause this is not a game anymore
There’s real killers on the road
And they probably have nothing else to lose
And my Need For Speed
Will probably leave me Underground 2
‘Cause I push it down to the floor
The clutch cable snaps on a decline
We fall forward fast
So we move in the meantime
It’s DIY Papi
Baby, someone’s gotta DI
Independent, like a diamond in a neckless
I kinda just started skipping breakfast
I make a coffee, couple ice cubes
And down it in a matter of seconds
No time to sip it
The time ticks
And just like it I’m to do list ticking
It’s my time ntwana if it isn’t
Then whose is it?
Who do I have to pay a visit?
And give a couple of tickets
So they come and watch
The bras and me kill it
I’m a bit of a villain
You see a Corsa Lite
Pull up
You were fine
Til you noticed who’s in it.
Flooring but I’m burning out
Living in a dream ba da da dum
I can see the vision now
No matter what happens
I just know it’s any minute
I just know it’s any minute
I just know it’s any minute
No matter what happens
Jumping in this whip makes a brother miss his first hooptie
Vivid image of my beastly 2 door coupie
Black GT with the red leather seats
Had people thinking Solo really ****ing up the streets
Meeting some of my heroes while barely making ends meet but
They catch a glimpse of it and think he's off the leash, what...
A 1.9 turbo diesel, that JTD/
Towed the line between looking the part and playing discreet
Can't tell you how many times I called that tow truck
Once leaving performance, had to tiptoe out the door
Run...Connect that winch cable put my baby on that flatbed
Blow a kiss, tell her see her when I've stack bread
Bounce back and re-up; cop the parts and we up…
Hit the road like happened and we active in hunt
Looking back I know it matched it my drive
Matched just how I felt inside
Thankful that it held me down
A chapter that I value now
Flooring but I’m burning out
Living in a dream ba da da dum
I can see the vision now
No matter what happens
I just know it’s any minute
I just know it’s any minute
I just know it’s any minute
No matter what happens
They claim it’s a gamble when you’re betting on yourself.
As if depending on an overseer’s better for your health.
But all them bodies buried underneath that bottom line
Is why I can’t be a organ donar.
You ain’t gettin mine.
Thats why I used to say nobody loves you like your momma.
Til I became a father. But that’s another story.
Now failures not a option cause it’s more like mandatory.
For those that second guess I mean required for success.
A certain kind of growth that only happens under stress.
A certain grade of quality that shows you passed a test.
But when you in the moment, it just looks like a mess.
Like here’s the missing bar where I have yet to write the rest.
I’m just trying to quote unquote finish my breakfast
The gift and the curse of being on some next shit.
All this talent but it came with an ethic.
Which might just explains the madness to my method.
Flooring but I’m burning out
(But I’m burning out)
Say I’m living in a dream
I can see the vision now
(Right now, right now)
Leaning forward
With my feet firm on the ground
(Ground, ground)
So no matter what happens
No matter what happens
I’m not a stranger to Burnout
You don’t even know
But Franz Ferdinand did say
This Fire can get out of control
But Cleo Sol said “Go Baby, Go”
And I was like “Baby girl, you already know”
So I hit the open road when the night came
During the day Jozi drivers are just so lame
Umama would caution against that right lane
But she’s never boarded a Corsa Lite plane
Whenever I visit she hopes I might stay
But look what I created with my right brain
I’m down for a couple of days
And I’ve got a mother who prays
I just have to promise her I’ll drive safe
Then it’s back to the city like I rapped in the 80s
Call me tat’uNkanyuza like I drove a Mercedes
We’re bringing effort back in style ‘cause your favourites are lazy
You call that a roll-out? Ha!