Die Antwoord Album

Check it,
I represent South African culture.
In this place you get a lot of different things:
Blacks,
Whites,
Coloured,
English,
Afrikaans,
Xhosa,
Zulu,
watookal.

I'm like all these different things,
all these different people,
fucked into one person.

Whatever man.

Is dit net ek of is alls TOS?
Yes-yes, ek soek 'n fancy koers
Wat die fok?
Fok die poes in die Corsa lanks ons
Yo, Ninja, kook 'n tekkie
Laat ons gly
Drive fast
play kak music now

Wat kyk jy?
Fokol
Wat kyk jy?
Poes
Wat kyk jy?
Fok jou
Wat kyk jy?
Jou naai

Wat kyk jy?
Fokol
Wat kyk jy?
Poes
Wat kyk jy?
Fok jou
Wat kyk jy?
Jou naai

Ninja
Die brandewyn en coke
Yo
Better listen to whatever she says
The richest bitch with the nicest arse
Yo, Ninja, kook 'n fokken tekkie
Drive!
Drive fast
play kak music now

*chorus*

Hie' gaat ons weer
It's that brotha from another mother's ghwarra
Jislaaik, how did I get so fancy?
Die real fokken deal
Jy lyk so mooi met my piel in jou keel
If I don't know you get lost
You're not on my level
yo, put the pedal to the metal

Drive fast
play kak music now

*chorus*

Yes-yes, ek soek 'n fancy koers
Met 'n klomp poese hiersô
Naai my broer, die queues is langer daar
On the microphone I'm like the evilest ruler
Mind control many people like Zuma
Wat? Fok jou poephol
Say what you like, but you can't do fuck all
Deal with it, you can't fuck with my game
(...?) Buckle your frame.
Yo, what the fuck are you saying?
I'm not wise with your street lingo
Niks soos 'n lekker bietjie holswaai
Niks soos 'n lekker bietjie holnaai
Don't worry, everything will be alright

Drive
Gly
Drive fast
play kak music now

chorus x2

Die fokken Antwoord
Vra vir die fokken flying Dutchman
Jy maak 'n meisie sommer jags

This song is partly in Afrikaans. The spelling and pronunciation may look and sound strange if you are English speaking. Please don't change the italic words unless you speak Afrikaans. More info on South African slang words: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_South_African_slang_words

(hook)

Aai aai aai
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai

Aai aai aai
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection

I'm a ninja yo, my life is like a video game, I maintain
when I'm in the zone one player, one life on the mic, limited time!
go ninja, go! No fuckin' around I'm cutting down anyone in my path

trying to fuck up my game with razor sharp lyrical throwin' stars, jirre my flow's hot
hostile, wild out of control
ninja skop befokte rof taal, rough ryhmes for tough times
met fokkol kos, skraal, till I hit triple 7 at the atm, straight famine or feast
when you living on the razor edge, stay sharp sharp
rolling with the sos high-energy
you never seen zef so fresh, uh! When we mic check
hi-tek flows flex, yo we optimistik
not fuckin depressed, we not like the rest
my style is ufo, totally unknown
you can't fuck with my new zef flow, I'm hard to miss, 'you can't do this, you can't do that'
yo fuckin who said so? I do what I like, too hot to handle, too cold to hold
you can't fuck with the chosen one, I-I-I-I-I want to knife you
I'm a ninja

(Hook)x2

Ninja is poes cool, but don't fuck with my game boy
or I'll poes you, life is tough, when I get stuck and my time is up
I push through, till I break-break-break on through to the other side
fantastically poor with patience like the stalker
ninja is hardcore, been cut so deep feel no pain

it's not sore, don't ask for kak
or you'll get what you ask for, I'm like a wild animal in the corner
waiting for the break of dawn, trying to get through the night, just a man with a will to survive
my blades swing free, decapitate a hater
with amazing ease, this is not a game boy

don't play with me, I work my mic-saber
like a wild fuckin savage from the dark side: danger!
Yin to the yang, totally hi-tek, ninja's motherfuckin
big in japan, I've seen the future,
but I never got nothing in my hand,
except a microphone, big dreams and a plan, fly-talking, sky-walking
like a ninja

(Hook)x2

Fuck, this is like, the coolest song I ever heard in my whole life
fuck all of you who said I wouldn't make it
they said I was a loser
the said i was a no-one
they said I was a fuckin psycho
but Look at me now :D

all up on the interweb
worldwide
2009
FUTURISTIC
enter the ninja
Yo-landi Vi$$er
dj hi-tek
Die fokken Antwoord
Dis mooi, ne!

(Hook)x2

(at the same time as the above!)
I'm a ninja
yo I'm a ninja
yo I'm a ninja
a motherfuckin ninja

Ninja
Yo yo yo yo-landi Visser
Jack Parow
DJ-Hitek
Die fokken antwoord

Chorus:
Wat pomp julle?

Yo-landi Visser:
Fresh futuristig
Me I'm a misfit, drink my 5 roses tea with a biscuit
I'm shweet and I'm twisted, like a koeksuster
I'm rustig ekse, o, we go ballistig, you can't f*ck with this sh*t
It's dark and it's different, pay attention or be like F*ckit, I missed it
Joe, maar sy's giftig, oo jissie is dit?
Staan terug boetie, cause I spoeg when I spit sh*t.
I missed it
My number's unlisted
Yo f*ck the system, I got my own system.
Poes, I won't listen, my tricky dicky lietjie blows systems.
You can hear me coming from the distance.

Mense versigtig, I get up to mischief
Jou fokken mif dik lip op 'n tik klip
My style is poison, it's a freak pak of gom.
Giftige cherrie up on page 3 van Die Son.

Chorus:
Wat pomp julle?

Jack Parow:
Wat pomp julle?
Raak dronk op pille
Vrot binne as die kwaai pop singers kop sinne
Ek verskyn uit die stoom van die stort
soos n droom of ‘n visie, 'n oom op n missie

Mirror, mirror on the wall tell me who's ill
I'm touched with true skill
I bust the blue steel
Shit the mirror's misty
Sjoe who can this be
Lets see the seksie refleksie
Eksie perfeksie donner op 'n entjie
Stonewashed jeans palm bome op my hempie
Tssss
F*ck yes I'm dressed for success my breath is kak fresh
JACK PAROW!
(there you go baby)
Look at that lekker romantiese afrikaans superster rapper
Check my fokken uit
Lat die beat drop player
Die naam's Jack Parrow
Fok steve hofmeyer

Ninja:
Me and my super fresh look to the rescue
We come to gently caress you
Like two warm ballas in a nice cold palm
Make you feel strange when the mic's on
Ok, this is my song

(somebody?) Fok jou ek dink jy's ‘n poes!
Vat jou vir ‘n poes want jy klink soos ‘n poes!
Jy rap soos 'n poes en jy sing soos ‘n poes.
Hou my neus vas want jy stink soos ‘n poes
Alright lemme speak yo, all up in this freak show.
Ok, check out my skill, geen fokken clue nie
Like my name was Nigel.
Moenie my flippen tune nie
Ek gaan vir my ma se.
Okay, toemaar los dit,

If it doesn't fit, force it, that's my motto.
I'm not weird, you're weird
I'm just flippin new here
I rap like a sore thumb, what's up with you brother
I fit right in, like my cock in your mother.

So don't tell me I've got no fire
I'm running on the spot and I'm so tired
Hair getting blown back by my blow dryer
Jou Naaier, jou naaier

Chorus:
Wat pomp julle?


Uuh (hosss)
2009 (yo)
Die fokken Antwoord (fresh futuristig)

Yo
Dj Hitek (duidelik)
Yo-landi Visser (some f*cking fancy sh*t)

Uuh
Jy check my op die fokken strate (yo)
Jy check my in fokken larny restaurant (we're very fancy)
Yo, Jy check my op page 3 van Die Son

Yo, die fokken ninja (ouch)
stainless steel stab comin' at ya

my borshare mooi afgeskeer (daarsy!)
Donald Duck cap from the overseas (oulik!)
Freessssh
Don't fuck with my style
Ninja – I'm a tiger

Yo, waar die fok is Jack?
Jack?
Parow?
Ek dink hy's in die toilet…

In a society where power and wealth are inaccessable to most of its citizens it becomes infinitely easier to seek these things on the wrong side of the law

(All)
Wie maak die jol vol?
Die Mutant maak die jol vol
Wie maak die jol vol?
Die Mutant maak die jol vol

Gooi Isaac, gooi, gooi, gooi Isaac
Gooi, gooi, gooi Isaac
Gooi, gooi, gooi Isaac
Gooi, gooi

(Isaac Mutant)
Awê! Hier's ek weer van die Lentegeur
Want ek wys jou ek's betere gebou die keer
... 's dieper in die mou die keer
En die beat slat jy nog meer flou die keer
Wat nou die keer sê jy ek was te rou die keer
Moan jy weer te sê ek slat jou boude seer
Moan jy weet, jy kan net klou en keer
We flow from here to binne in Pretoria
We buy and sell by mense wat jou blind vertel
Blimey hell, haai my pêl's a rhyming well
Taai so slym en gel, wat kyn a geld
... ja well
Simon says ek moet jou blind vertel

Naaiers net naaiers soos julle wat naai is is naai het
Dis julle naaiers wat hom naai met naaiers wat is wat dit is
Naaiers is jas en daai was naaier wat jas is wat kwaai is
Want daai is net naaiers soos julle is naaiers soos julle

(All)
Wie maak die jol vol?
Knoffel maak die jol vol
Wie maak die jol vol?
Knoffel maak die jol vol

Gooi Knoffel, gooi, gooi, gooi Knoffel
Gooi, gooi, gooi Knoffel
Gooi, gooi, gooi Knoffel
Gooi, gooi

(Knoffel)
Mamma mia, asta la vista, jika ma jika, ..., ons het geskreeu vir Madiba
Ariba Ariba!
Sim sima ek is koekoe ga ga goo goo oor my boegoe en uhuru sonder voodoo doedoe baba, hahahaha
... nog lava jy brand die ganja tot tanza (??)
Dada jou one papa jou my ... brand soos atchar
Ek wil net rap met my lek bek op jou back track
Op jou marks, get set, mic check op jou plek is Hi-Tek
Hola respek tolla maradolla jy moet skills het soos maradona en costra nostra
...
Binne buite die kuier is medisyne vir sulke pyne
Die wildetuine het flava, jy kan ons uittest met rain ... op die Cape Flats
Jy's gebles

(All)
Wie maak die jol vol?
Jaakie maak die jol vol
Wie maak die jol vol?
Jakie maak die jol vol

Gooi Jaakie, gooi, gooi, gooi Jaakie
Gooi, gooi, gooi Jaakie
Gooi, gooi, gooi Jaakie
Gooi, gooi

(Jaak Paarl)
Ek is Jaak Paarl en ek is so gebou omdat ek sterk is
Ek het daar ge... rond onthou omdat ek lui vir werk is
Ek praat myself nou in 'n koma
Laat jou droom ja van jou voorblad oordat oorvat in jou oor krap
Die gehoor klap

Picture nou die Ninja gou hy kopskiet jou so potpienkblou
Sy fokking shows laat moffies flou
Want moffies wou hom op die klou pot
Wie maak die jol vol party roll call
Jaakie, Knoffel, Scally, Isaac, Ninja
What's up julle maatjies?
Alle bobbejaantjies klap julle handjies

(All)
Wie maak die jol vol?
Ninja maak die jol vol
Wie maak die jol vol?
Ninja maak die jol vol

Gooi Ninja, gooi, gooi, gooi Ninja
Gooi, gooi, gooi Ninja
Gooi, gooi, gooi Ninja
Gooi, gooi

(Ninja)
Hello mense, quick put your hands up
die moederfokken Ninja's keeping it gangsta (hoss)
Kid pull your pants up, I'm 27, 8, wait 26, vriendelik?
No man I'm joking I'm 44
Do a lot of yoga, meditate, smoke blunts, levitate
Rook tik, maak die hele fokken huis skoon chop-chop
Praat 'n klomp kak soos 'n vrotkop
Liar, liar damn you naaier
Make you do a dance, set your pants on fire
Woof woof Ninja's getting no fire
My piel is so lank as 'n telephone wire

Haha, silly man you funny
Bambam gimme some punani
White punani
Coloured punani
Any punani ... punani

(All)
Wie maak die jol vol?
Scally maak die jol vol
Wie maak die jol vol?
Scally maak die jol vol

Gooi Scally, gooi, gooi, gooi Scally
Gooi, gooi, gooi Scally
Gooi, gooi, gooi Scally
Gooi, gooi

(Scallywag)
Ja naai volop 'n laai binne in 'n pyl binne in 'n laai
Gaan 'n plan beraad met 'n hand grenaat
En 'n gun vanaand om almal aan te rant
'n Wilde fokken ou ja
Bars jou kop met 'n pik en 'n ou graaf
Binne bek gevaarlik beter hardloop
Of ek attack you dadelik
Don(?) dada, oh jirre, gif van 'n pofadder
Rap ... op die track malle
So fok julle tik medisyne
Vreet malpille
Ek misbruik diere vir my plesiere
Kom in 'n storm en norm
Skok jou met donderweer tot daar skuim in jou bek vorm

(Knoffel) Ja dis hoss,
(Jaak) Ek is lief vir my spiere
(Knoffel) Ek dink nie my ma is nog trots op my nie
(Jaak) Rosyntjies, piesangs is my resep
(Knoffel) Ek het fokkol geld hie' my bru
(Jaak) Ek is lief vir Wielie Walie
(Knoffel) Wil jy 'n MC is en daai fok los die kak gedagte
(Jaak) Maar ... kan voetsek

(Yo-Landi)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

I do my own thing when the phone rings
Maybe I'll answer, maybe I'm busy (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I want some next shit
I got connections
Only speak to people I wanna speak to
Sophisticated, fokken larney
Nutella on my sarmie
Fokken dik gesmeer, bra

I shop at Woolworths
With my own paper, eh, flava
When I recite a poem
On the fuckin' microphone (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

Wasn't always a rich bitch
Used to be a poor girl
Ag, shame, die arme meisie
Ek wassie wysie (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

I was a victim of a kak situation
Stuck in the system
With no fucken assistance
I know it sounds strange
But I used to count change
On the counter at Pick 'n Pay
Or Shoprite-Checkers
No butter on my broodjie
Geen koeldrank nie, net my strootjie
But then I got my game on
Like flame on (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

Now I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

To all my mense
In a tight situation
Getting closer to god
Do you hear that?
I flow from the heart
Fuck the upperclass
Versigtig, ek's nog steeds fokken giftig
Yo, fuck a rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
Rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)
I'm a rich bitch (yo yo yo yo)
A mothafuckin' rich bitch (yo yo yo Yo-Landi)

Eh
Sk sk
Kyk hie'
DJ Hi-Tek
Fokkit
Wha, wha
Wha, wha, wha, wha

(synth voice)
I dont need you, I dont need you, you're like see thru, i dont see you x 2

(Chorus)
I don't need you
I don't need you
You're like see through
I don't see you

I don't need you
I don't need you
You're like see through
I don't see you

I'm a playa
Folding paper
From the golden acre
To the over seas
Move over please
The over taker
Hot boude shaker
The fucking answer
The fucking last year
Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar
You got your pat on the back but you cant fuck with the rising talent of rap

Don't speak to me
Did somebody say something
With the bass pumping
The place jumping

I don't need you
I don't need you
You're like see through
I don't see you

I don't need you
I don't need you
You're like see through
I don't see you

(not completely done)

the $0$, dress so fress,
Sy's very fancy, Hi-tek flows flex
On the street sy hou van my skoene
like there goes da ou met die Pumas
Did you pay for those shoes bru?
Im flat broke bra
but free Puma fokken alles coz I rap so gna
Y mc kak n oukie (??)
Ninja's rap maak 'n poppie nat in the broekie
Kykie kykie ons is face to face hie
Im showing you affection luister baby
I know you need protection jy's a meisie
Im livin my vida loca and it makes you crazy
What's the big fucking deal?
Im the big fucking deal. Flasta's beat's fuckin' ill.
Suckers in my zone getting up to kak
Better pasop or the ninja will fuck you up

chorus:
Not everybody getting money spending money
Not everybody getting money spending money
I'll pop a sucka fuckin' with my pocket money

One, two, three to the four.
Ninja's hardcore I sleep on the floor
Too much love makes you phat like a ganster
Fok dit eks nog steeds fokken honger
Let the N-I-N J to the A clim on the mic
and take you away
The mind's tricky
There's a lot of games it can play
Tell me whats wrong I'll make it OK
Life is a mind fuck you can sing to the lord
But you just the result of everything you were taught
Very fancy when I do my thing to the drum
Ninja says everything you think you become
cool, i wanna be rich and invisible
replace poetry play overseas
ninja only raps with really cool rappers
now you see me now you dont
zing zooey zappaz

very fancy
this beats very fancy
very fancy
i speak very fancy

chorus

big bad man from the overseas throws a beat my way
sommer makes my day
see...

Ninja: Yo! Wat pomp? Het jy die shit?
Rompelstompel: Ja, my bru, jy weet mos.

N: Ja, maar nou kyk hier, my bru, jou moet nie my vir 'n fokken poes vat nie
R: Kyk hier nou, my bru, ek vat nie vir jou vir 'n poes nie man. Ons ken mos mekaar, is ons kla gepraat?
N: Ja, okei, maar ek soek nie daai kak nie. Ek soek die shit. Het jy die fokken shit, my bru?
R: Ja, ek het die shit, my bru. Hierdie shit is die shit. Nooit kak nie. Ek sal nooit daai kak vir jou verkoop nie.
Ek staan hier op die fokken hoek. Hulle ken my!
Vra enige iemand, hulle sal vir jou se: "Rompelstompel, ja, daai ou se shit is die shit, my bru."
N: So dis die shit, ne?
R: Ja my bru dis die shit
N: Jy vat my nie vir n fokken poes nie?
R: Naai, ek vat nie vir jou vir n poes nie, my bru
N: Ok, let's do this.

Dagga dagga puff, dagga dagga puff puff
Ek's lus vir 'n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga dagga dagga dagga puff puff puff
O, liewe Here, man, it smells so good
Stinky sticky fingers
Mull mull mull mull
Roll it up tight, gimme that light
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, aflaai

Spokie in die rokie soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus, my mond's so droog
Nogge puff puff, lekker laf lag
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, gag gag gag

Off to the cafe with a rumble in my tum
Got the money for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies bubblegum, or a bucket full of fun
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, dum dum dum

Early in the morning, smoke a big fat spliff
Nothing quite like it, like a Spaceman Spiff
First you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, sif sif sif

What you have to do today? Oh, a lot of stuff
Ag man, los it, bra, take another puff
Jirre, nice laugh, sit jou mind off
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, dof dof dof

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, rappers bop to the beat
Pass to the left skoppe ill free style
Julle is deep, everyone freak
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, weak weak weak

lekker insane in the membrane, bro
So many fokken lekker rappers come and go
Used to be the ou, nou's jy fokken flou
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, yo yo yo

Schizophrenic panic, "Shit! It's the fukken cops!"
Kak, man, chill, bru, you fuckin' up my high
My chick is checkin out that guy, kom, ons fukken waai
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, die die die

(drop the beat hi-tek, Jesus Christ)

Dagga dagga puff, dagga dagga puff puff
Ek's lus vir n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga dagga dagga dagga puff puff puff

Spokie in die rokie soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus my mond's so droog
Nogge puff puff, lekker lag lag
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, gag gag gag

Off to the cafe with a rumble in my tum
Got the money for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies bubblegum or bucket full of fun
dagga dagga dagga dagga, dum dum dum

Early in the morning smoke a big fat spliff
Nothing quite like it like a Spaceman Spiff
First you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, sif sif sif

Een twee drie vier vyf ses sewe
Rook te veel dagga en dink oor jou lewe

B:Hello, what you doing here, who are you?
The Flying Dutchman: Het jy my tv ??
B: My codename is Mikhail Breznikov, but you can call me Bongi
The Flying Dutchman: *snort* nice name, where'd you get it? the Waterfront?
B: Don't you think I've been mocked enough, because my father, Sipho, did not put a click in my name?
The Flying Dutchman: Versin!
B: I was taken by the Russians as a slave, but I maintain my Sowetan heritage with this afro.
The Flying Dutchman: Verstaan jy Afrikaans?
B: stop! English only - I do not understand your language.
The Flying Dutchman: mm? why am I here?
The Flying Dutchman: Ja waars ons kinders?
B: I said English. Can you handle it?
The Flying Dutchman: Hmm?
B: Because you are cute and i like to lick the chocolate starfish
if you are wondering why my voice is not in sync with my lips,
it is because when I was a little boy my best friend Jacob Zuma taught me how to talk shit
and just like him I have mastered it, and I now talk through my ass as well.

Uh this is it
A whole lot of blood, sweat and tears
But it paid off, I finally made it
Here I am
Living the dream...

Yo this is the fuckin coolest
Check my nuwe fuckin Pumas
Grab your phone take a picture
When you see Yo-Landi Vi$$er and the NINJA/

Lifes tough, hard times can kill...

Sometimes I grab the microphone and go ballistic
Sometimes I grab the mic and skop it like a chill.
This one's goin out to all my gangsters
Dik getinte vensters
Kwaai spoilers
Gedropte suspensions
Spiff rims en kak gevaarlike engines
All I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom
Met 'n poes every doem doem doem
Die Antwoord's n mindfuck soos die fokken Matrix
Have goose bumps from the base kicks

(CHORUS)
Hello al my liewe maatjies
if other gangsters saw me like this...
Hello al my liewe maatjies
all my blacks all my coloureds, all my whities.
(I see the clouds get so deep/Die motherfucking antwoord het jou lief)

Whats that bru I got the good stuff?
I can get you hooked up
My lullaby's float like a butterfly
Sting like a poesklap
There's a heavy calm in the middle of my storm
Geen fokken skaam, skrik vir niks soos die fokken son
Dik fokken gees
Die Ninja moves free
From the cape flats to the overseas
Skop ek kak gevaarlike poetry
this world is dark, but light reveals the shape of things at night.


Translation :
"Hello al my liewe maatjies" -> "Hello all of my beloved friends"(in a child-like manner)
"Check my nuwe fuckin Puma's/" -> "Check out my new fuckin Puma's (shoes)"
"Dik ge-tinte vensters" -> "Thick tinted windows"
"kak gevaarlike engines" -> "shit dangerous engines"
" met 'n poes" -> "with a 'poes'"
"Die Antwoords is 'n motherfuck soos die fokken matrix" -> "Die Antwoord is a motherfuck like the fuckin matrix"
"Die mutha fuckin antwoord het jou lief" -> "The mutha fuckin atwoord loves you"
"skrik vir niks soos die fokken son" -> Afraid of nothing like the fuckin sun

Ho$h, kykie kinders!
Ons gaan mos nou lekker naai, nè?
I got what you want boy, I got what you want
I got what you want boy, you never going to get it
I got what you want boy, I got what you want
No you never going to get it, so you might as well forget it
Yo ninja innie moederfokken huisie
I zone in duk when I move up on a meisie
Hello baby, kiss, kiss! (soen) kykie
Hoesit, kan ek my piel binne in jou poes sit?
Uh, that's how I'm rolling
Poes koel status, zoning for a boning
Rap fantasy with a real life touch
Uh, feel my rush
I'm wys ripping to the bass, tripping off my face
I'm laced, hook you with a phrase, put you in a daze
Rap-rave t-t-t-to the grave sinne binne my
Vat vyf, my piel is styf binne in jou lyf
Say my name! Ninja! We can play a game
Vat 'n kans, my fuckin' rhymes put you in a trance
Skud jou boude, skud-skud jou boude
I hope you can like it in the hole, nè?

[Hook]
Ho$h ninja's back what a fuckin jol
Nog 'n fokken fat track, kom ons klap n zol
Tsek dis kif giftig marijuana
Kom ons vat die twee poppies terug na die kamer
Got 'n bottel brandewyn van sollykramers
My body's like a gladiator's body armour
Feel my force
Haal uit my wors, mors op jou bors
Next, fokkit dis a friday night
Sex, here fokkit, my brains fried
Ek's sien nog 'n poppie daar by die sokkie
Ek soek dis chicks lip-stick op my dip-stick
Ons tsil daar by die speaker
Sy's skaam, ek verstaan, yo haar naam is marieke
Ek sit my hand op haar titte
My piel raak hard soos n nine millimeter

[Hook]

Sies! What die fok issit? Pis?
No man, it's daai vaginal fluids!
Jy lieg!
No really, it are from that chick playing wif her koeksister
Da smell are reminding me of the sea
It makes me want to party bru!
My piel dans so!
No-no-no!
No means yes
I got what you want boy, i got what you want
I got what you want boy, you never going to get it
I got what you want boy, i got what you want
No you never going to get it, so you might as well forget it
But I am the one!
The one wat fokkol poes vanaand gaan kry!

Beat Boy
Yo Dj Hi-Tek
Drop The Motherfuckin Beat Box Dog
Bring That Next-Level Shit
Uh, Yo, For Real
That's What I'm Talking About
Check It Out

Totally Psychic, Open Your Mind Quick As The Vibe Kicks
Moederfok It, I Skeem This Vibe's Rou
Jislaaik Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Check Out This Hype Flow
I Go By The Name Of
N-I-N-J To The Motherfuckin A
Straining Your Brain Like Tv Static
Check Out The Phunky 3D Grafix
Rave Visuals, Enter My Digital Zone
As I Recite A Poem On The Microphone
I'm Scoping, 3Rd Eye Strobing, Mind Open, Sweat Streaming
Flesh Gleaming, Best Feeling, High-Energy Peaking, Deep Meanings
Freak When I See Things, Like This Chick In A G-String
Can I Touch You Friend?

Hook:
Beat Boy, Beat Boy
Hit That Perfect Beat Boy
Hit That Perfect, Hit That Perfect
Hit That Perfect Beat Boy

(Repeat)

Pump It Uh!, Yo Pump It Uh Uh!
Yo Pump It Uh!
Lick It, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It,
Pump It Uh!, Yo Pump It Uh Uh!
Lick It, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It, Stick It, Dunk It
P-P-P-P-Pump It!

I Think About You When I Masturbate
You Can't Even Believe It But That's Ok
On The Microphone I Fascinate
When I Let My 3Rd Eye Exaggerate
Freaky Visions, I Tell You What I See
Cold Concrete Scattered With Dry Leaves
You Naked Lying On The Pavement
People Are Standing Round With Laany Shoes
You Can Hardly Move, You Look Sexy
All Of A Sudden, The Streets Are Empty
You Stand Up, Open Your Eye-Lids
You In A Trench Coat, It's French, You Look Stylish
You Walk In The Silence, Not Sure What The Time Is
It's Totally Twilight, The Sky Is Violet
An Abandoned House, Look Ahead You See
Some Open The Door, Yes It's Me
With The Meanest Penis You Ever Seen
You On Your Period, With No Tampon
You Kneel Down And Get With The Vibe
Your Period Blood Has Crystalized
You Offer Me The Red Crystal, It's Ill
Grab Hold Of The Mic Tight, Tonight's The Night
The Vibe Is Live, Pump Up The Base
I Got Tentacles Coming Out My Face
I Rise Into The Air Cut Myself Open
Warm Blood Pours Down All Round
I Speak From The Deep Cut In Between My Thighs
You Covered In Blood Rubbing Your Boobs, Feeling Nice

Hook

You Open The Door Step Into The Place
Look Around, Strange Painting On The Walls
A Chick On The Floor On All Fours, Totally Nude
In High Heels, The Vibes Ill
She's Hand-Cuffed, Ankle Cuffed, Steel Collar
With A Long Lease Attached To The Ceiling
The Scene's Appealing, Revealing Weird Feelings
Make You Forget About What You Believing
Another Chick Chilling Against The Wall
Flashing Her Boobs, Legs Spread With A Nice Vagina
And A Long Stick, There's A Nice Big
Painting Above Her Head, Expensive!
You Check Another Chick On All Fours
Chilling Next To Another Chick Lying On The Floor
Legs Spread In The Middle Of The Corridor
Close Shave, Don't Touch What You Can't Afford
The Next-Room's A Bed Room, You Become Two
What I Mean Is: You Plus Another You
You Get Down With Yourself While I Watch
Body Buzzing Like A Bed Of A Billion Bees
You Kneel Down In Front Of The Other You
Time To Learn Something New
The One Kneeling Is A Slave
Kneel For The Master
Feel The Warm Hand On The Back Of Your Head
You Got A Tattoo On The Back Of Your Neck
An Infinity Sign That Represents Your Past
Your Master Touches You On Your Tattoo
And Removes Your Tattoo, Now You Brand New
I'm Proud Of You Dear
There's Nothing You Not Allowed To Do Here
Listen To Me, The Infinity Tattoo Is A Key
Let Go To My Rhyme And Open Your Mind

Hook

Lift Up Your Dress, Open Up Your Legs
Your Vaginas Sewn Up, Untie The Thread
My Sublime Rhyme Inside Your Head
Your Mind Is Rushing, Vagina Gushing
Another Chick In The Corner Taking A Piss
It Looks Nice, The Whole Vibe Is Totally Kinky
Look Around, The New Room Is Fancy
Remove Your Fur Coat, Remove Your Panties
I'm Rocking A Suit And A Black Face Mask
I Ejaculate In Champaign Glass
Your Precious Flesh Is So Mysterious
Pierce Your Nipples With Two Long Needles
Like A Crucifix, Take You To Another Level
While I Get My Freak On, The Vibe Is Mental
Transcendental, We Somewhere Else Now
Still Rocking A Mask, But I've Taken Off My Suit
You Rocking A Mask Too, Shaking Your Nice Boobs
I Tell You I Like You, You Feel My Piel
We Start French Kissing With Flippin Long Tongues
We Somewhere Else Now, You Dressed Conservative
I Transform Into A Big Black God
Feel The Realness, My Dick's Lank Hard
You Can't Belive It, A Dick In Your Palm
As Big As Your Arm, We Somewhere Else Now
A Hospital Uh! Get Ready For The Operation
Lot Of Guys Chilling Behind You, Blasts From The Past
All Rocking A Mask, Penises Out
Drop Your Panties For The Surgeon
“I'm Not A Virgin” It's Not A Problem
Look In The Mirror, You Can See It's You
You Got Two Nice Boobs And A Penis Too

Hook

The Men In The Masks Gather Round The Patient
Waiting In Anticipation
The Old Surgeon Says “Can You See This?”
“A Beautiful Woman With A Brand New Penis!”
You Klap The Surgeon, Flip Him Right Round
Bend Him Over, Lift His White Gown
Gryp The Surgeon's Milky Butt-Cheeks
Rape The Surgeon, Break The Surgeon
Absorb You Penis Into Your Tummy
You A Woman Again, Complete With A Vagina
I'm Flipping My Rhyme Uh!
Tripping Your Mind Out
Ripping And Vipping Your Pip
Flip It Inside-Out
Now You The Teacher, You The Guide
The Real You Won't See You Denied
You Got Crazy Sex Appeal, All Tied Up
Kneeling On The Pavement, You Can't Say Shit
Your Mouth Is Gagged, You Surrounded By
A Thousand Guys Totally Under Your Spell
They All Totally Scared Of The Power You Hold
You Can Changed The Rules Of The Game And Devour Their Souls
Now's The Time Girl
Let's Head Back Into The Outside World
The World Of Others, It's Time To Go Back
The Doors Are Stuck Shut But The Walls Are Beginning To Crack
Uh! Now The Walls Are Bleeding
It's All Deceiving, You Soaking Wet
With No Regrets, Feel Your Body Sweat Blood
Peel Off Your Old Skin, Time To Get Love

You Arrive At The Cemetery In Time For The Ceremony
I Give You A Hot Kiss, Grab Hold Of Your Arse Cheeks
How'd You Like To Get Laid On This
Tomb Stone In The Middle Of The Rain Forest
My Gaze Puts You In A Dase, I'm Loving Your Long Tongue
Look At Your Beautiful Face, Covered In Hot Come
Spread My Wings Block Out The Sun
Lie On My Back, Scope Out Your Bum
My Penis Stays Hard, You Breathing Heavily
I Penetrate You, The Feelings Heavenly
Now Bounce Girl, You Know It's Hot
Bounce, Bounce Girl Like, Oh My God!
Totally Freaky Deaky Phunky
Wad:E Make You Leave Your Body
Transport You To Another Dimension
You Alone In The Desert, Totally Nude
The Silence Is Violent
You Floating Above The Ground
Invisible Energies Penetrate
Every Hole In Your Body While You Levitate
You Start Coming Apart, Shape-Shifting
Wild, Out Of Control
Destructo
Ghan Odn Ar
Dbir Vahniss
Dgug Rgyud
Hgyur Bzan
Bhren Sseh
Ehrsta Sugam
Satah!

Ons is fokken mal
Kom ons slag 'n koei
Hang hom onderstebo
Nou gaan hy lekker bloei
Okay mannetjie, tyd vir jou les
Yo jissis vrou, waar's die fokken mes?

(hier so!!)

Fokkit
Yes Yes Yes
Eugene terror met die 666
My moer my vrou flow is rou
Reimpies, skop en donner
Maak gou pappie
Ons is fokken honger

Hou jou bek jou klein frek
Waar is jou respek?
Haal jou vinger uit jou hol
Waar's my fokken zol?
Jissis - klein Frikkie, neus vol snot

(God asseblief - gooi weg daai vrot rot)

Hierso's 'n spliff Pappie
Hierdie goed skop
Kyk die vol maan!
Hierdie kak is aan die gang

Almal!!
Eugene Terror!!!
Dis my fokken naam
Put your hands together
Kom ons bid saam

Super Evil, I am your enemy
Super Evil, I am your enemy

Klein kappie, kaftan
Wat's aan die gang?
Spliff in my hand
Bokkie aan die kant
Groot dagga blaar op my voorkop YO
(Ek hou vannie rooi, groen en gou oppie mou)

Ons is fokken rou
Ons is fokken nou
Ons is fokken hier
Waar's die fokken bier
Kom nou seun, eet daardie been
Nee dankie pa
Ek's 'n vegetarien

Jy's 'n fokken poes
Kyk jou fokken hemp
Wat staan daar, ANC?
Is jy getik in jou kop?
Ons is die AWB

Boerewors, shambok, wys met die vleis
Rotgif in my spliff
Kaftan wit
As ons satan gaan aanbid

(*cough cough*)
Raah, kykie wille bulletjie
Ma, ek voellie lekke nie
Hierso, vat ‘n pilletjie

Super Evil, I am your enemy
Super Evil, I am your enemy

Antibiotika is lekker
Dit laat my beter voel
Aaaah – nou voel ek lekker!
Vat ‘n sluk van my black alien juice
Ek vat ‘n fokken sluk
Then I transform
Ons skud op die dansvloer
Get your arse warm

Die Beste
Vetse
Moederfokken Zefste
Suid Afrikanse rap-rave master
Ninja's on attack, aah
Check ons funny rapper
Fokken alien soos Wikus van der Merwe
Geen fokken skaam
Baby, I'm on..
the microphone with a black alien arm
Fuck up your brain soos ‘n ill kop stamp
Fok!
Like my fuckin name was Neil Blomkamp

Super Evil, I am your enemy
Super Evil, I am your enemy

Ninja –aka killer prawn
Yo-landi Visser – aka fok julle naaiers,
You know who you are
Jou ma se poes in ‘n vispaste jar

(Sample)
“Toe nou pa, moenie so te kere gaan nie.
Wat moet die mense van ons dink?”

“Man, hulle kan dink net wat hulle wil.
Ek gee okkie eers om nie.”

Jack Parow? Daar's die man nou!
Party, party, party, party...!
hosh ja! Here maar ek's in my poes in.
Dude ek's moerefokken wasted.
Hello hoe lyk dit, ek en jy naked?

Kyk hier kyk hier
Fok jou, kom ons gaan koop 'n vokken dop gou
Kom baby score my die Witblitz
Sit terug, vat 'n fokken sluk van die Klipdrift.
Ah shut up you fuckin bastard
Don't fuck around with the drunken master
Kyk hier jy jou ma se poena
Don't want gehelp van my kopseer

Heppa!
Kyk jy na my, ek is in rapper!
Ons party nou mos nou lekker!

La-di da-di
Party, party, party, party!

Chorus
Doosdronk,
stomp rond skop my hond
Poes jou in the mond
En val op die grond

Doosdronk,
God, waar is my hond?
Le in my kots en
Vrot in die tronk


Party, party, party, party, party, party, party...
Party, party, party, party, party, party, party...

Waar's die papsak?
Jissis ek's heeltemal fucked up

Score daai fokken dubbel poes my vrou en coke
Jis ek dig die liedjie
Kom ons gooi 'n bietjie breekdans
Kyk hie my piel doen so 'n beweging
Look at this...

Ek soek 'n pis.
Gaan piss in die hoek
Oh fok, ek dink ek't gepis in my broek


Gee vir my 'n fokking ding, waar is die shooter
Los it!
Don't be a party pooper
Blaas die hooter...

Ons se nou baie dankie, vir die drankie!
Wat sal ons doen sonder 'n drankie
Bokkies, boerewors en rugby?

Don't worry be happy happy.
happy, happy, happy, happy...

Repeat the chorus.

Party, party, party, party, party, party, party...
Party, party, party, party, party, party, party...


Waar's die sleutels? Fok it ons...
Ek weet nie, look in your pocket
Jy'd dit gehad
Fok jou!
God vrou ek poes daai bek van jou potblou

Fok jou! Hond... you vuil fokken hond!
Wie's jy? Niks! Jy's niks...

ag kom aan ouens losit, fokit, dropit
kom ons sit nog 'n dop in

You fokken bitch!
ooh vok

Dis de polisie, meneer staan weg van die meisie
Kyk weer jy's a fokken siesieman
Ag kak, fok of polisiekar!

Chorus

Help om di blanks in te vul of reg te maak

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