Never Le Nkemise 1 lyrics - Die Antwoord
Never Le Nkemise [You Can't Stop Me]
Never Le Nkemise [You Can't Stop Me]
Never Le Nkemise [You Can't Stop Me]
Le ka zama mara never leloke [You can try but you won't survive]
I'm indestructible, gangster number one
Play now, cry later
The harder they come, the harder they fall (hosh [salute])
You can't stop me
You can try, but you won't survive
Cause I'm a motherfuckin' ninja
Zef Side Represent, you're fuckin' with the best
Ninja
Die wit kaffir [The white nigger]
Ja julle naaiers, skrik wakker [Yes you fuckers, wake up!]
Tension, tension, t-t-t-tension
Looks like I'm gonna need my
matt black glock nine millimeter
Every day's like bulletproof vest time
When you're rollin' through the motherfuckin' Zef Side
And now we don't stop at the robots*
In the day look around three-sixty degrees
Like you're bustin' a motherfuckin' doughnut
I'm not even trusting a roadblock
Our pigs bust caps in the back of your head
Bang, now you're dead
What you gonna do, huh?
Maybe go run tell Zuma?
He doesn't give a fuck
That's why we keep it motherfuckin' gangsta
I'm not scared of you
But you motherfuckin' scared of me
Yeah, the Ninja has become the enemy
I'm indestructible, gangster number one
Play now, cry later
The harder they come, the harder they fall (hosh [salute])
You can't stop me
You can try, but you won't survive
Cause I'm a motherfuckin' ninja
If you don't like funerals, don't kick sand in a Ninja's face...
[* Traffic lights]
I Fink U Freeky lyrics - Die Antwoord
[Yo-Landi:]
Sexy boys, fancy boys
Playboys, bad boys
I fink u freeky and I like you a lot [x4]
Motherfuckers get buzzed off the spice that I bring
Guess who's got the party jumpin'?
Glow in the dark rave, aura pumping
It's nice and different, yo fuck the system
My system pumps off it's fucking face
Step into my world nou's jy tuis in paradys
Yo word up to my brother, muis
Pump up your speakers, God se Jesus
Kyk wies rapping, lekker to the drum
These bad boys like to smack me on the bum
My crew's blowing up like Chappies bubblegum
Popping in your face, nyaaaa
Yo fuck the rat race my style is rap rave
My crew is kak fresh, so who the fuck cares?
What you fucking think, I'm the type of chick
Who rolls with spif giftige misfits
I fink u freeky and I like you a lot [x8]
[Ninja:]
Hold up! Whoa, whoa wait a minute-minute, Jesus Christ
Yo my man DJ High Tek - shit, this motherfucking beat is nice
Back in the day them dwankies didn't want to believe in us
Little did they know that they was in for a motherfucking big surprise
Left home locked in my Zef Zone
Ready for the test yo? What the fuck, I guess so...
Hit the overseas, motherfucker's heads get blown
Get everything for free like Dr. Dre Beats headphones
When I get home I lounge on my Zef throne
Make my mummy happy cause I get so paid
Making my money rapping over techno rave
I can take you 'round the world, let's go babe
When I step up and do my thing I put you in a trance
My Zef motherfucking clique got it going on
Fuck what you think, I do what I want
I can make a million little motherfuckers jump
Jump motherfucker, jump motherfucker jump [x4]
Increase the peace, don't wreck the party
And fuck da jol up for everybody
Ek's a laarney, jy's a gam
Want jy lam innie mang, met jou slang in a man
[Yo-Landi:]
I fink u freeky and I like you a lot [x4]
Now why you loer en kyk gelyk?
Is ek miskien van goud gemake?
You want to fight, you come tonight
Ek moer jou sleg! So jy hardloop weg
[Ninja:]
God se Jesus, we come to party
Pump your speakers, yo rock your body
In God we trust, You can't fuck with us
We not taking kak
[Yo-Landi:]
I'd like to say what's up
To my sexy boys, and my fancy boys
And my playboys, and my bad boys
And my pretty boys, and my ugly boys
And my naughty boys
We gonna have a nice time kids
I fink u freeky and I like you a lot [x10]
Pielie (Skit) lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. Ninja)
Twee piele roof n bank.
Iewe skielik loop daar n vibrator in
Die een piel se vir die ander piel:
"O fok! Dis Robocop!"
Hey Sexy lyrics - Die Antwoord
O fok! tjek die kind!
Hey! hello baby!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop! woop!
I'm so bright my mama call me her son
Where I'm from shit's fucked so I bought me a gun
Our president talks with a fuckin' fork in his tongue
Beats banging in my head so I walk with a bump
In my own zone, my sweet reality
Got fuck all to do with your bleak reality
In South Africa I'm the boss of the game
In the overseas shit's like fuckin insane
I'm walking down the street hot chicks calling my name
It's like I dropped a cap of acid and it's not going away
Since we dropped zefside two years ago
Still freak out every motherfucker who hears my flow
I know how to get the dough, know how to spend the dough
Rocking Alexander Wang from head to toe
Yo! Suid-Afrika, fok ja!
Ninja's come to save the motherfuckin' day
Girl you lookin' fit
That body's legit!
Shake what your mama gave you baby!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Yo I'm a: lazy arse, scruffy hair, outa bed stumbling
Grumbling: Where's my coffee?
Illegal cigarette smoking, mix it up with the best dope den
Get my head open!
Den I get da freekmode munchies
I'm so famous that the police don't bust me
Fok that's yolandi vi$$er! Can I get your autograph please?
That's right it's all about me!
I like partying! partying! partying! damn!
Ask my man Alexander Wang!
I hang on the zefside of the train tracks
Careful if you come round you'll get that gold chain snatched
Face smashed! brain bashed! car jacked!
Oh shit! Brown streaks creeping up your arse crack
Lelik! When we fuck off, we drive fast
Guys ask for my number cause I got a nice arse
Girl you lookin' fit
That body's legit!
Shake what your mama gave you baby!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Let's go do some drugs man!
Uh... no thanks my brudda, ninja not a...
No gay man, with cocaine jamming up my nose
Brain spazzing paranoid motherfucker, nai...
I got it going on girl
No longer signed to into-coke records
Dropped them like a sack of bricks tied to my leg
Now I got them wings on my ankles!
Bobaas boner blowing in the wind!
Arigato good smile! I'm glowing from within
Hiphop's fucked! it's gone from: 'move bitch! get out the way!'
All the way to: 'when I was 13 I took my first drugs'
What the fuck? Jesus Christ!
Help me out, all I want is to be surprized!
C'mon fuck with me baby! fuck with me baby!
Wat stink meer as a snoek? fokken snoek se poes
Ons issie antwoord!
Haha! what's die vraag?
Kykie... laat ek jou wys maak, hies die vraag:
Ho die fok het n lelike doos soos jy
Uit jou ma se mooi poes gelgly?
You fucking with the ultimate! try fuck with me!
God knows ninja party properly!
Drinking all night, pissed in my pants plus my breath stinks!
I'm like a dog with no legs, you'll find me where you left me
Still feeling fit!
This body's legit!
Shake what yor mama gave you baby!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Girl you lookin' fit
This body's legit!
Shake what yor mama gave you baby!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Hey sexy! sexy!
Woop! woop! woop!
Skud daai holle lelik!
Shoe! dis n asemrowende hol daai!
Fatty Boom Boom lyrics - Die Antwoord
Yo hi-tek, u fink u can fuck wif summing like dis?
Yo what u mean summing like dis?
Ja dat's spif
Yo-landi do dat fing!
[Hook:]
Hey fatty boom boom! Hit me wif da ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking! Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky! Me'sa getting funky!
Ooooh!
Wen I'm on da mic it's like murder murder murder! Kill kill kill!
Wat se zuid afrika? Suig my fokken piel
Hie kom ek weer! Like a lekker smack in face
Rappers r fucking boring ninja bashing dere brainz
What happened 2 all da kool rapperz from back in da day?
Nowawayz all deze rapperz sound exactly da same
It's like 1 big inbred fuck-fest sis!
No I do not wanna stop collaborate or listen
Jimmy jimmy jimmy, hold on 2 yor ching
I'm taking over amerika blowing up everyfing
Physically fit da ninja very energetic
If u haven't got it by now yo you never gonna get it
I whip my dick out an piss on all dis horrible fokken rap
Got a off-shore account 4 da dollar bills dat I stack
Yo fuck rap! I'm sorry my china we not related
I cum mad fresh like da 1st time I ejaculated
[Hook x2]
Hi my name is...
Yo-landi fokken vi$$er! Fight fight fight!
Kick u in da teef! Hit u on da head wif da mic!
Dere's a rumble in da jungle I'm bubbling 2 da beat
I'm not looking 4 trouble but troublez looking 4 me
My pockets r fokken swollen but nuffing jus cum 4 free
I used 2 beg borrow or steal jus 2 hustle sumfing 2 eat
Souf afrika used 2 b 2 dwankie 2 notice me
Suddenly u interested cause we blowing up overseaz
Making money money money! Yes yes yes!
Zefside represent! U fucking wif da best
I'm a upper! Dwankiez get popped like a sucker
Baka baka! Yipee kaiyay muddafucka!
I'm a big deal! Yo krazy money get thrown at me
Now I'm having so much dat I can't even go 2 sleep!
Yo-landi! Wat? Where u at? Here I am!
Spitting fokken lyrix like bam bam bam!
[Hook x2]
We keep it lekker lekker lekker zef zef zef!
Spend all my fuckin money till dere's nuffing left
I'm a fat cat keep da change I don't need a slip...
For dis fat sack of dagga yo I'm smoking a splif
In my matt black subaru haters throwing a fit
Round da corner gooi n lekker spif tokyo drift
My daddy told me dere'z a lot of fish in da sea
Dere'z also lot of muddafuckn money, bitchez and weed!
Ja dagga! Dagga! Dagga! Puff puff puff!
Bring da beat back hi-tek... make it ruf!
We drop da type of beats dat make u shut da fuck up an dance!
We drop da type of beats dat got u fuckin stuck in a trance
In da overseaz dey like 2 say u stuck in a trance
We drop da type of beats dat make u fuckin cum in yor pants
Uh! Waarsie fokken dagga? Pass it 2 da left
Lekker z 2 da e 2 da muddafuckn f!
[Hook x2]
Jeeziz ou! Chill net n bietjie fokken uit!
Zefside Zol (Interlude) lyrics - Die Antwoord
Whatever, man
Fokker! haha!
This is how we drop a zefside zol
I take a cold bottle beer crack it open
Drank the whole bottle beer with the toke it
Take the empty bottle beer smash it broken
Stuff the neck full of dope and I smoke it
Blow the smoke out my nose like a dragon
And I puffs that magic in the dragon
Yeah I smoke-a the weed and get-a high...
Now I'm like-a red in the eye
So What? lyrics - Die Antwoord
Yo Hi-Tek, let's fuck around with some of that feel good gansta shit
I've been rapping for 20 fucking years
A whole lot of fucking blood sweat and tears
Who cares they don't give a fuck
On the mic I'm taking no prisoners
Check me out yo yo
So what if I'm only coming in the game?
So what I'm in it for the cash, money and the fame?
So what if this bit of genuine is fucking up your brain?
Yo-Landi Visser is the shit up in this bitch
I rap for 20 years, never made a cent
Borrowed money from my mom to pay the rent
Now how I'm gonna get out this mess?
Yo-Landi shows me two stripes on the fucking piss test
(Oh fuck), broke ass Ninja gonna be a daddy
Little baby Ninja gonna need some nappies
Gave it my best shot, never pressed stop
Thank God die moederfokeen Antwoord went pop
Got a million fucking dollars in the bank
Then I converted all my dollars into rands
That equalled seven million rands in the bank
Not too shitty, fuck you Jimmy, I'm a never give it back
Don't worry Ninja, I'm gonna make you proud
I'm here to work, I'm not here to fuck around. (is ja)
I'm your special little cherry on the top
I keep it very fucking hot and I'm never gonna fall
Been rapping for 20 fucking years
A whole lot of fucking blood sweat and tears
Who cares they don't give a fuck
On the mic I'm taking no prisoners
Kykie
So what I fly around the whole world getting paid?
So what I smoke weed all day every day?
So what I tell the truth even when I tell a lie?
I get very red in the eye when I'm getting high
I got a record deal in the overseas
So excited that I couldn't go to sleep
They wanted my soul, so I sold it for a fee
When they dropped the album everyone downloaded it for free
In the overseas they think I'm the shizzle
In South Africa they think I'm a criminal
(Little girl show me your ID)
I don't like the drugs but the drugs sure like me
Ninja fuckin' ugly on the skin
But Ninja very lovely from within
I'm serious but also need a bit of fun
Ninja likes a girl who lets him stick his penis up the bum
Ek gooi 'n fokken 2-7 in die lug
Ek slat jou met my fokken piel in jou gesig
I'm the fuckin ultimate I can't lose
Klap 'n vet moderfokken zol nou's ek confused
Been rapping for 20 fucking years
A whole lot of fucking blood sweat and tears
Who cares they don't give a fuck
On the mic I'm taking no prisoners
So what my teachers at school told me I would never hack it?
So what I'm like a full-blown marijuana addict?
So what I'm like the freshest fuckin rapper on the planet?
It's an African thing you wouldn't understand it (Evah)
Chilling in your room bored all alone
Now you flipping through porn on your phone
Start jerking off bout to bust a nut
When your mom walks in the room: "Jesus what the fuck"
Life is crazy it doesn't make sense
I'm here to make money, not to make friends
Need to hustle like a fucking dwang just to pay the rent
Nowadays when I check my balance at the ATM I go
Oh my God! Oh oh my God
Oh my God! Oh oh my God
Oh my God! Oh oh my God
Geld my boetie
I'm so hot right now
I need an ice dish
Hi Tek this motherfucking beat is nasty
I'm so hot right now
The girlies go pssst I'm so hot
Touch my face and go tssst
I'm so hot right now
Yo-Landi Visser
I'm so hot right now
DJ Hi Tek
I'm so hot right now
Zefside Ninja
I'm so hot right now
Die fokken Antwoord
I'm so hot right now
Neil Blomkomp
I'm so hot right now
Tony Seoula
I'm so hot right now
Show me the moolah
I'm so hot right now
Yo motherfucker so what
Uncle Jimmy (Skit) lyrics - Die Antwoord
[Yo-landi:] Uh, hi Jimmy.
[Max:] Yolandi, hi. Come in. How you doin'?
[Yo-landi:] I just wanted to ask you
[Max:] Come sit down. Come sit here, right here on my lap.
[Yo-landi:] Uh..okay..uh..well.
[Max:] There you go. You want some herbal tea?
[Yo-landi:] Uh, no thanks.
[Max:] You sure?
[Yo-landi:] I'm fine. Thanks.
[Max:] Oh, Yolandi, look at you. You're so cute and squishy, look at your little cheeky weekys you're so cute. I just want to keep you here in my office as my little pet; feed you, bathe you, comb your pretty hair. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, you hear me Yolandi?
[Yo-landi:] Mhmm
[Max:] Yeah, don't let anyone around here fuck you around.
[Yo-landi:] Kay.
[Max:] You need anything, you hear me, if you need anything, come here to my office, sit right here on my lap and tell Uncle Jimmy what you need. You got that?
[Yo-landi:] Yes, Jimmy.
[Max:] No, call me Uncle Jimmy.
[Yo-landi:] Yes, Uncle Jimmy.
Baby's On Fire lyrics - Die Antwoord
Baby's on fire
Boom
Boom, boom
Showtime, motherfucker, it's on
Apocalypse now, I'm droppin' this bomb
You can't fuck with this song
I stick to this spliff, I'm not klapping this bong
I'm a wild child, I don't wanna go to bed
Oh, shit, sorry man, I'm stoned again
Ooh, now everything's getting so psychedelic
When I'm doosdronk and I forget all my fokken lyrics
Like um, uh, who gives a fuck?
Don't worry 'bout it, just blow a kiss to me
I like danger, romance and mystery
I'm a lucky ducky, getting mad shit for free
I rock more bling than Mr. T
I make it look easy 'cause it is to me
My daddy says it's lekker fokken spiff to see
A South African cherrie makin' history
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Hi-Tek, drop that four to the floor
I get real paid, what you think I do this for?
My bodyguard help me get to the bar
Niell Blomkamp's makin' me a movie star
A lot of bad boys wanna piece of me
If you're lucky boy I'll let you sneak a peek
My Zef-style's motherfuckin' freaky-deek
I don't got beef 'cause I don't eat no meat
I'm on some other shit, yo, I know I speak unique
Fuck your whole shit up when I freak the beat
I love it when Kimmy talks sweet to me
C'mon, c'mon, Kimmy, Kimmy, speak to me
I take a trip down memory lane
Like yo, fuck fifteen seconds of fame
I'm a young blood comin' up fresh in the game
Yo-Landi Visser, motherfucker, you remember the name
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Freak out!
No need to get so deep
Nothin' quite like a motherfuckin' techno beat
A techno beat, a techno beat
A techno, a techno, a techno beat
Just say, "What's up?"
Don't try to get so deep
You know me, maar ek ken jou nie
Ek ken jou nie, ek ken jou nie
Ek ken jou, ek ken jou, ek ken jou nie
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
She's got me going fokken crazy
Soos a mal naaier
O jirre God se Jesus
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Flame on, motherfuckers
U Make A Ninja Wanna Fuck lyrics - Die Antwoord
Hello baby
You're beautiful
I love you
What's your name?
Bitch
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
Know what I'm saying? Uh
I don't give a fuck, I'm an animal
Smile for the camera, grab my balls
Backstage, just boobs and ass galore
Feel like a kid in a mother fucking candy store
My man, Leo come in handy, yo
Roaming, Zoning for them fancy hoes
With the nicest asses,
Slanging them backstage passes,
Clink them Champagne glasses
I'm living in a man's world
Sprinkled, with a little bit of fan girls
Pick one, slang a bit of chit chat
Let me see where this mother fucking shit's at
You got a boyfriend? Don't worry, I won't tell
Let's fuck off to five star hotel
Sorry guy, chicks dig big dicks
Here we go girl, room six six six
Bitch
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
Know what I'm saying? Uh
We keep it gangsta, put your fucking hands up
Rolling in a matte black Subaru
Met dik getinted Vensters (with heavy tinted windows)
DVD player on my dashboard pumping freaky porn
Vodka in my OJ keep me warm
My lifestyle's wild, I party in the ghetto
Don't fuck with me, they'll find your body in a meadow
Got friends in low places, dark friends with no faces
Who rock sneaks with no laces, rou chappies, no front teeth (raw tattoos)
Ninja's a mother fucking bad boy
The lucky fan girls know what I'm speaking about
Here we go girl, don't start chickening out
You look real cute with my dick in your mouth
Bitch
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
Know what I'm saying? Uh
Maak my jas, Maak my jas, (Make me horny)
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
I think we're alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
So pump that big booty to the bass
Rub them sweet boobies in my face
Whatcha looking at? Told you it's big!
Wat kyk jy, tattooed on my dick, uh (What are you looking at)
It's about that time, honey
Slide my schlong into your slime bunny
Uh, say my name, bitch
Ninja! Ninja!
Zefside Ninja, spit so slick
I rap so good, cuz my dick's so big
Ek's lief vir my groot moerefokken penis. (I like my big motherfuckin penis)
Switch the fucking lights off, all I wanna hear is
Maak my jas, Maak my jas, (Make me horny)
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my jas, Maak my jas, (Make me horny)
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Maak my maak-my-maak-my jas.
Maak my jas, Maak my jas,
Bitch
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck
You make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch.
Sop Nat! (Soaking wet!)
Oooh lekker! (Oooh Nice!)
Fok Julle Naaiers lyrics - Die Antwoord
[Verse 1: Yo-Landi Vi$$er]
Yo-Landi fokken Vi$$er all up in da place (fuckin)
Ho$h pagamisa! raak fokken wys (word 2 da streets, wize up!)
Fuck crime, these days rhyme fuckin pays
Fan myself wif a milli while I laugh in your face (a million fokken dollar$)
[Hook: Yo-Landi Vi$$er]
Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers (fuck all y'all)
Fok julle, fok julle, fok julle naaiers
Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers
Fok julle, fok julle, fok julle naaiers
[Verse 2: Ninja]
All my fuckin life I lived a normal fuckin life
Till I went and got myself caught up wif da mic
And da beats coming dope wif da rhymes and da flows
In real life trying 2 cope wif da highs and da lows
I got sick and tired of getting treated like a stupid fuck-up
So I fucked my enemies up 1 time and blew da fuck up
B4 it was like yo: who's dis stupid weirdo?
Now it's like: it's a new breed of rap superhero
2 defeat deze devilz ninja bcomez a devil
Deze God-forsaken wretches will never b on my level
Wies jy? fuck u and your hole krew (who r u?)
I got u stressing double guessing cause I won't do what I'm supposed 2
I don't know u, baby say hello 2
My little 2 friendz: 'I'm telling u' and 'I told u'
Wat? try 2 speak but your tonguez frozen (what?)
In souf afrika I sleep wif both my eyez open
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ninja]
Muddafukkaz tell me 2 slow my roll but sorry no can do
My style is so brand new, I try 2 make u understand it
I'm here 2 steal da fuckin show cause baby I'm a bandit
Now u standing looking at me like da alienz have landed
All hail da great white ninja
Every poes wif a fone wants to take my picture (cunt)
Ninja! jas I dig dat oke! (jeez I love that guy)
Is it real? no it's just a big black joke
When dealing wif an idiot dere's really nuffing u can say
Next time u ask me 'is it real? ' I'm gonna punch u in da face
2 help u feel me, bitch I get paid 2 b funky
But b nice or I'm gonna change 2 b ugly
I'm zef like a young hugh hef, oh yes
May my enemies live long so they may see me progress
Put da peddle 2 da metal and I'm scorching my tirez
Middle finger in da air ja fok julle naaiers
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
[Ninja:]
Yo dj hi-tek where u at my nigga?
[Verse 4: DJ Hi-Tek]
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Fuck u in da ass, u punk ass white boy
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass
Fuck u in da ass, u punk ass white boy
Dj hi-tek yo, u can't touch me faggot
U not man enough
Dj hi-tek yo, u can't touch me faggot
Uh, I'll fuck u in da ass
Dj hi-tek will eat your asshole alive u bitch
Fuck u ho!
Dj hi-tek will eat your asshole
I'll fuck u infront of everybody bitch
Look at u, u scared, look at u, u scared now ho
Uh! u scared of da real man!
Look at u, u scared! it's dj hi-tek bitch
I'll fuck u till u love me faggot
I'll fuck u till u love me, fuck u till u love me
Fuck u till u, fuck u till u, fuck u till u love
I'll fuck u till u love me, fuck u till u love me
U won't last 2 minutes in my world bitch
DJ Hi-Tek Rulez lyrics - Die Antwoord
YO! DJ Hi-Tek, where you at my nigga?
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
Fuck you in the ass, you punk ass white boy
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fuck you in the ass
Fuck you in the ass, you punk ass white boy
DJ Hi-Tek, yo you can't touch me, faggot
You're not man enough, I'll fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek, yo you can't touch me, faggot
You're not man enough, I'll fuck you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will eat your asshole alive, bitch
Fuck you hoe, DJ Hi-Tek will eat your asshole
I'll fuck you in front of everybody, bitch
Look at you scared, look at you scared now hoe
Uh, you're scared of a real man
Look at you scared, it's DJ Hi-Tek, bitch
I'll fuck you till you love me, faggot
I'll fuck you till you love me
Fuck you till you love me
I'll fuck you till you love me
Fuck you till you love me
I'll fuck you till you love me
Fuck you till you love me
You can't last two minutes in my world, bitch!
T.E.N.S.I.O.N.
Never Le Nkemise 2 lyrics - Die Antwoord
[Ninja:]
South Africa - 2012
We in the future now
Just because the whole world's gone dwanky
Doesn't mean we fuckin' gonna go out like that too
Fuck the system
We have our own system
We make our own rules
We don't answer to no one
That's right
We keep it gangsta
We keep it Zef
[Yolandi:]
We keep it pumping off it's motherfucking face!
[Ninja:]
One time
Vuilgeboosted warrior styles
Yo, DJ Hi-Tek
Gooi rooi homeboy
Never le nkemise [x3]
Le ka zama mara never leloke
$O$ (2009)
- Whatever Man
- Wat Kyk Jy?
- Enter The Ninja
- Wat Pomp
- Wie Maak Die Jol Vol
- Rich Bitch
- I Don't Need You
- Very Fancy
- Dagga Puff
- My Best Friend
- Liewe Maatjies
- $copie
- Beat Boy
- Super Evil
- Doos Dronk
- $o$ (Instrumental)
- In Your Face (American Bonus Track)
- Evil Boy (American Bonus Track)
- Fish Paste (American Bonus Track)
- She Makes Me A Killer (American Bonus Track)
- Evil Boy - F**k You In The Face Mix
Whatever Man lyrics - Die Antwoord
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.
Wat Kyk Jy? lyrics - Die Antwoord
Is dit net ek, of is als tos?
Is dit net ek? Is-is dit net ek?
Jis jis, ek soek n fancy goose
maar my sak's plat soos barbie se plastic poes
Wat die fok?
Fok die poes in die Corsa langs ons
yo Ninja kook n tekkie
Laat ons gly
Drive! Drive fast!
Gly! Gly! Gly! Gly!
Drive fast!
Play kak music loud!
Wat kyk jy? Fokof!
Wat kyk jy? Poes!
Wat kyk jy? Fok jou!
Wat kyk jy? Jou naai!
Ninja rolling in a BMW
sipping vitamiene B en C
die brannewyn en coke slat weer n keer
yo tjek daai sker in die pvc
hot-pants lekker B.P.P.
'Binne-poes-pienk' aan die moerefokken brand
net soos hierdie stainless steel
rap-ster met n groot fokken stywe piel
Yo! Better listen to whatever she says
ek's down met die moere fokken Wedding DJ's
pump up the volume! Haal pips uit die zol uit
hol skud morsig! Laat die fokken jol ruk
Fok die bewe koppe! Yo raas is baas
The richest bitch with the nicest arse
oppie mikrofoon yo uh! Moerefokkit! Tjekkie
yo Ninja! Kook n fokken tekkie
[Hook]
Hier gat ons weer! O here! Warra! Warra! Warra!
It's that brother from another mother's gwarra
jislaaik! How did I get so fancy?
Al die ander rappers is net ou panties
Ninja! Die real fokken deal
jy lyk so mooi met my piel in jou keel
ag siestog! Now try say my name
Man-botter binne in jou slym-konyn
Zik my blaar! Swaai daai zaan
twee Savannas en my vibes aan
skop n dop en fokkit op
ek maak duk zak
cause I grab the microphone and fuck shit up
ek's zef! Zars
Baby and my whole crew's fre$! Vars
if I don't know you get lost, you not on my level
yo put the pedal to the metal
[Hook]
Yoh! Dis net soos n gynecologist se office
net n klomp poese hierso
naai man!
Kom ons fokof na die 'Wat Kyk Jy?' jol toe
yoh! Die queues daar by die 'Wat Kyk Jy?' jols
is langer as die queues by home affairs
naai my broe die queues is langer daar
Dis tough kak gets you lekker fucked up
soos jou eerste spliff
ek's down met die fokken Zef Meester Griff
on the microphone I'm like the evilest ruler
mind control many stupid people like Zuma
wat? Fuck you poepol!
Say what you like but you can't do fokol
Deal with it! You can't fuck with my game
charf my poef ek buckle jou frame.
Yo what the fuck are you saying?
I'm not wise with your street lingo
show me the money this is not a free freak-show
ek smaak goud soos C3PO
here maar hierdie fokken jols kwaai
Niks soos n lekker bietjie hol swaai
niks soos n lekker bietjie hol naai
don't worry everything will be alright!
[Hook]
Die fokken Antwoord
Weer aan die moere fokken brand my blaar
Vra vir die flying dutchman aka Neo SA.
jy maak n meisie sommer jags
Deel met jou vriende...
Enter The Ninja lyrics - Die Antwoord
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I 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
Tryna fuck up my game with razor sharp
Lyrical throw stars
Here my flow's hot
Ho$$tyle!
Wild, outta control
Ninja skop befokte rof taal
Rough rhymes, tough times
Met fokkol kos, skraal
'Til I hit triple seven at the ATM
Straight famine or feast,
When you're living on the razor edge
Stay sharp, sharp
Rolling with the $O$
High energy
You never seen Zef so fresh
Uh, when we mic check
Hi-tek flows flex
Yo we're optimistic
Not fucking 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 want the knife
Yo I'm a ninja
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
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
'Til I break-break-break
On through to the other side
Fantastically poor with patience like a 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 the will to survive
My blade 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 fucking savage
From the dark side danger
Yin to the yang
Totally Hi-Tek ninja's motherfucking big in Japan
I 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
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
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
They said I was a no one
They said I was a fuckin' psycho
But look at me now:
All up in the interweb
World-wide, 2009
Futurista
Enter the ninja
Yo-Landi Visser
DJ Hi-Tek
Die fokken Antwoord
What's my name?
I, I, I (I'm a ninja)
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I (yo I'm a ninja)
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I, I, I (Yo I'm a ninja)
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I (a motherfuckin' ninja)
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
Wat Pomp lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. Jack Parow)
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 fuck with this shit
It’s dark and it’s different, pay attention or be like Fuckit, 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 fuck 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
Fuck 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
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 fucking fancy shit)
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...
Wie Maak Die Jol Vol lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. Knoffel Bruin, Isaac Mutant, Jaak Paarl, Scallywag)
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
Rich Bitch lyrics - Die Antwoord
[Yolandi]
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 Yolandi)
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 Yolandi)
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 fokken 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
Yo 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
I Don't Need You lyrics - Die Antwoord
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
Butt
Fuck all
Exactly
Yeah your nasty
Yeah I'm nasty
I've got the ice cream
Cherry Yoghurt
Yeah you know it
You want a lick of my ice cream
I'm a lucky ducky
I think your sucky fucky
Don't speak to me
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
The all masa
They been down Wid us
So stay one
I fucking love you
all the other ones
Wid no fucking face
I don't love you
I'm above you
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 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
Very Fancy lyrics - Die Antwoord
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?
I'm 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
I'm showing you affection luister baby
I know you need protection jy's a meisie
I'm livin my vida loca and it makes you crazy
What's the big fucking deal?
I'm 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
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 don't
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...
Dagga Puff lyrics - Die Antwoord
[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
My Best Friend lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. The Flying Dutchman AKA Neo SA)
[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.
Liewe Maatjies lyrics - Die Antwoord
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...
Relax your shoulders
Skud jou modder fokken boude
Grab your phone take a picture
When you see Yo-Landi Vi$$er and the NINJA
Life's tough, hard times can kill...
Sometimes I grab the microphone and go ballistig
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
Hello al my liewe maatjies
al my gangsters, al my lighties
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)
What's up 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 Zef side to the overseas
Skop ek kak gevaarlike poetry
this world is dark, but light reveals the shape of things at night.
$copie lyrics - Die Antwoord
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 lyrics - Die Antwoord
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!
Super Evil lyrics - Die Antwoord
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.”
Doos Dronk lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. Jack Parow and Fokofpolisiekar)
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 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
In Your Face lyrics - Die Antwoord
Jealousy makes you nasty
In your face!
[Ninja]
Yo-landi Vi$$er, gooi!
[Yo-landi]
Bam!
You don't know who I am
I'm a phenomenon that you can never understand
You don't know where I come from! You don't know where I hang!
I fuck you when I slam with my motherfucking slang
We're coming with the hot stuff drop it like it's warm
Pretty fokken wise hier getattoo op my arm
Ag shame if Yo-landi Vi$$er's fucking with your brain
Don't think about it too much you'll pop a fokken vein
Like b-b-b-boom gimme fucking room!
You're chilling in the fast lane fucking up my zoom
Lekker fokken brain strain keeping up with this shit
All up in the main vain keep it fucking twisted
People think they know me but they don't know shit
Follow my every move, sniff the seat after I sit
Make you feel it when I spit want ek spoeg jou fokken nat
All I know is that I'm blowing up like jissus what the fuck? wat?
Jealousy makes you nasty
In your face!
Ninja!
Boom! Gimme fuckin' room
I'm coming from the dark side of the fuckin' moon
I'm a god or a devil
Harder than metal
Ya I'm a rebel!
Fuck you if you're not on my level
Lot of nosy naaiers digging in my past
Like an irritating little finger in my ass
Ja sure Ninja changed a little since he left school
So did you but the thing is you a little less cool
Look at me now man, damn!
I don't know where I am
What must I do with all this fucking money in my hand?
Used to be a no one, now I'm the fucking man
With this fuck-you money to say fuck you cause I can
Jissis guys
This is nice
Chilling up in motherfucking business class
Take this hot face cloth wipe my bum
Get it lekker fucking ready so that you can kiss my ass
Jealousy makes you nasty
In your face!
Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!
Fok of! Fok jou!...
Here is something you can't understand
How I can just flip the fuckin script
En vat n kans to rap in Afrikaans
Jy's fokken gebritish ek's a motherfuckin frans
Huh wat? Jissie!
Ek weetie war ek issie!
Ek rap nie nou in Engels nie want ek's nie fokken lus nie!
N klomp honde naaiers dink ons is a grap my blaar
Moenie worry nie, no one knows who the fuck they are
They must brush their teeth to take away that sif taste from
Hul ma se etterige poese in vis paste jars
Bons! Jy's nou saam met ons!
Ons wil fokken kak soek! Ons wil fokken gons!
Ons will fokken fucked raak! Ons wil fokken kak praat!
Yo ons wil n hele klomp moederfokken zak maak!
Hello my naam is Ninja ek bly daar onder in Kaapstad.
Hello my naam is Yo-landi I used to be a plat-sak.
Hello my name is DJ Hi-Hi-Tek I make the beat the beat,
Get the fuck out of the kitchen if you cannot take the heat.
Jealousy makes you nasty
In your face!
Respect my authority!
Evil Boy lyrics - Die Antwoord (feat. Wanga)
Vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Vuil-geboosted vuil-geboosted vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Vuil-geboosted vuil-geboosted vuil-geboosted gangsta!
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!
Crush! Kill! Destroy! Gooi!
Car crash rap style!
Ah man that's wild!
Evil boy rap time!
People gooi zap signs!
Full fuckin' flex! Fre$!
Mega zef! Go!
Everybody go, "Ho!" like a Thundercat
I'm all up in the club in my underpants
No shirt on 'cause it's fucking hot
Let's go, Diplo, pump it up!
Girls wanna say hello to me
From the Zef side to the fucking overseas
I'm lookin' at who's lookin' at me
Lookin' at you lookin' back, who can that be?
When I'm all up in this
Bitch, you know who the motherfuck it is
Roll through the club like a Tokoloshe;
Ninjas hung like a fuckin' horse
Yeah, girl, I'm a freak of nature:
Sign my name on your boob, fuck a piece of paper
If you feelin' me, cool. Not feelin' me? Fuck off
Wies jy? Fokkol. Umnqundu wakho
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
[Wanga:]
Mamelapa, umnqundu wakho!
Andifuni ukuyaehlatini
Sukubammba incanca yam
Andi so stabani
Incanca yam yeyamantobi
Incanca yam iclean
Incanca inamandla
Ndiyinkwekwe enkulu
Angi funi ukuba yeendota
[English translation:
"Listen here
Want to go to the bush with you
Don't touch my penis
I'm not a gay
This penis is for the girls
My penis is clean
My penis is strong
I am a big boy
Don't want to be a man"]
Evil boy for life!
Evil boy for life! Yebo!
Evil boy for life!
Evil boy for life! Yebo!
Evil boy for life!
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Yo-Landi Vi$$er so fancy like this dope-ass beat;
Rock the motherfuckin' microphone with no panties
I'm a bad ass chick, you're my black magic
Spelletjies make all the boys go, "Damn, that's sick."
Lie down on the bed, boy, let me light the candles
Uh-uh, don't touch, Yo-Landi just too hot to handle
Blindfold you, lock your hands up with the handcuffs
Even though you're lying down, I can make you stand up
Spirits in the room tickle you like a sneaky prawn
Fuck a pen and pad, I write my raps with a Ouija board
Draw a pentagram on your chest with my lipstick
Visions in the mirror: heavy Zef futuristic
Let me take your pants off. Let's see what you made of
Go through your pockets. No, we not gonna make love
Go through your wallet. Whoa! Look at all this paper!
What a fuckin' sucker. See you later, masturbator
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Yo, evil boy, why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with!
No glove, no love;
If you don't believe me
Take your dirty hands off my umthondo wisizwe!
Nana, nanana!
You can't fuck with this, ou!
Blah blah blah, whatever
Watch a million fuckin' kids go:
"Nana, nanana!
Super fokken fresh flow!"
Ninja, Wanga & Yo-Landi Vi$$er
Versus Diplo!
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