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Lyrics
[Intro]
Ay
From the flats to the field, yeah
Whole Langa on my back
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[Verse 1]
Dust on my socks, cracked pitch, same dream
Old boots, one lace, still gleam
Ma shouting, "Come home!" from the door
Coach screaming, "One more run, one more!"
We shared one ball, five-a-side, bare feet
Dodging broken glass and the heat in the street
Every goal felt big, felt far
Little kid aiming past the clouds, past the bar
[Chorus]
Langa golden boy, they chanting my name
From the corner of the block to the top of the game
When I run down the wing, whole township goes wild
"I'm from Langa!" in my chest like a child
Langa golden boy, they chanting my name
[Verse 2]
First trial, long queue, heart quick
Took a taxi with my kit in a brick bag, zipped
They laughed at my clothes, not the first time
Then I nutmegged the captain, crowd lost their mind (yah)
Phone call home, "Ma, I made the side"
She cried so hard, couldn’t talk, just sighed
Now match day, number ten on my back
Whole squad eating ‘cause I carried that attack (let's go)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
From Jungle Walk to the floodlight glare
I hear vuvuzelas in the cold night air
If I score, we all score, that’s the code we share
Every prayer from the block got me standing here
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 6, 2026
Duration2:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Bouncy Cape Town trap with amapiano swing, mid‑tempo. Bright log drums and ticking hi‑hats under a rubbery bass, whistle hooks, and crowd chants. Verses tight and percussive; chorus wide with stacked male vocals and kids shouting on the last line. Claps and stadium ambience tuck in behind the groove., football
Credits
Prompt byNeo-SoulPhaser2
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, Song about Langa football star
