All that moves me all that makes me move is die woorde wat rumoer in die hart van die groove
Daar's iets primitief in 'n stem en 'n beat dis die eerste musiek, dis die voete om 'n vuur
Dis die two turntables and a mic verhaal dis die ritmes in ons bloed wat ons lewens bepaal
Dis die yes, yes y'all dis die Songs From the Mall
I can feel the city breathing in the middle of it all

In die concrete schoolyard het ek rympies geleer die BVK't my in Afrikaans laat probeer
En ek is smoorverlief op al die dele wat nie vrot nie baby don't worry, you know that you got me
Vasgevang soos SLAM! se voorvegter my hart verlang na die ware, die egte
Die regte hip-hop the beat that stays true
I'm always coming back home to you

This beat married my voice in starlight in secret she
She makes me sarmies with Marmite and Weetbix
I promised her fidelity there will be no remix
She took my last name but kept hers as a prefix

This beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice

Kan jy my stem hoor kan jy my hart hoor wat is jou antwoord, Death of the Author?
Ek is 'n halwe brug jy is 'n metafoor ek skryf nou oor skryfwerk sing heel voor in die metakoor

Solank jy is

This beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice

Beat, beat, beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice this beat married my voice
My voice