I be steppin' trappin' On top of the hill Breakin records What is your deal I told my momma Imma get her a mill Sdumo my brother The calling is real The battle is real I'm making this innovation Paving the way I make it I studied the foundation Of making the music pay You better believe in me Music is truth in me The boy's from Africa The boy's from SA Predicting my future like my life is an essay I'm cutting people off Call me machete×2 I be steppin' trappin' On top of the hill Breakin records What is your deal I told my momma Imma get her a mill Sdumo my brother The calling is real The battle is real I feel like a climbing hill I know the battle is real But I ain't signing no deal I put the cheque on the bill I know we making a mill Ow yeah I'm grindin' foreal Might end dying foreal Yeah I'm livin for the art yeah My mind is like a gallery I'm going to succeed I don't care if you doubting me Haters stay behind me When I rise to my destiny (Destiny) To my destiny (Destiny) Whoa From the bottom to the top The grind is where' I'll be I'm making this innovation Paving the way I make it I studied the foundation of making the music pay You better believe in me Music is truth in me The boy's from Africa The boy's from SA Predicting my future like my life is an essay I'm cutting people off Call me machete×2 I be steppin' trappin' On top of the hill Breakin records What is your deal I told my momma Imma get her a mill Sdumo my brother The calling is real The battle is real

The machine of a dream Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumpin' And the hubcaps all gleam When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear With my hand on your grease gun Ooh, it's like a disease, son I'm in love with my car Got a feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy-racer Rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal Told my girl I'd have to forget her Rather buy me a new carburetor So, she made tracks, saying "This is the end now" "Cars don't talk back" "They're just four-wheeled friends, now" When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin' in overdrive Don't have to listen To no run-of-the-mill talk jive I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) Got a feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) String back gloves in my automo-love

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah You're taking all my sunshine away Making out like you're the main line (I knew that) 'Cause you're a cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along with the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, you're a cool cat Coming on strong with all the chit chat Ooh, you're alright Hanging out and stealing all the limelight Messing with the beat of my heart Ooh, messing with the beat of my heart, yeah You used to be a mean kid Ooh, making such a deal of life Ooh, you were wishing and hoping And waiting to really hit the big time But did it happen, happen? No, you're speeding to fast, slow down Slow down, you'd better slow down, slow down You really know how to set the mood And you really get inside the groove Cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along like the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Can you feel it? Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, ooh, feeling, feeling Feeling ev'ry feeling