Die Antwoord - Wat Pomp Lyrics
(feat. Jack Parow)NinjaYo yo yo yo-landi VisserJack ParowDJ-HitekDie fokken antwoord [Chorus:]Wat pomp julle?[Yo-landi Visser:]Fresh futuristigMe I'm a misfit, drink my 5 roses tea with a biscuitI'm shweet and I'm twisted, like a koeksusterI'm rustig ekse, o, we go ballistig, you can't ***** with this shitIt's dark and it's different, pay attention or be like *****it, I missed itJoe, maar sy's giftig, oo jissie is dit?Staan terug boetie, cause I spoeg when I spit sh*t.I missed itMy number's unlistedYo ***** 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 mischiefJou fokken mif dik lip op 'n tik klipMy 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 pilleVrot binne as die kwaai pop singers kop sinneEk verskyn uit die stoom van die stortsoos n droom of ‘n visie, 'n oom op n missieMirror, mirror on the wall tell me who's illI'm touched with true skillI bust the blue steelShit the mirror's mistySjoe who can this be Lets see the seksie refleksieEksie perfeksie donner op 'n entjieStonewashed jeans palm bome op my hempieTssss***** yes I'm dressed for success my breath is kak freshJACK PAROW!(there you go baby)Look at that lekker romantiese afrikaans superster rapperCheck my fokken uitLat die beat drop player Die naam's Jack ParrowFok steve hofmeyer[Ninja:]Me and my super fresh look to the rescueWe come to gently caress youLike two warm ballas in a nice cold palmMake you feel strange when the mic's onOk, this is my songFok 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 poesAlright lemme speak yo, all up in this freak show.Ok, check out my skill, geen fokken clue nieLike my name was Nigel.Moenie my flippen tune nieEk 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 weirdI'm just flippin new hereI rap like a sore thumb, what's up with you brotherI fit right in, like my ***** in your mother.So don't tell me I've got no fireI'm running on the spot and I'm so tiredHair getting blown back by my blow dryerJou Naaier, jou naaier[Chorus:]Wat pomp julle?Uuh (hosss)2009 (yo)Die fokken Antwoord (fresh futuristig)YoDj Hitek (duidelik)Yo-landi Visser (some *****ing fancy shit)UuhJy 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 yaMy borshare mooi afgeskeer (daarsy!)Donald Duck cap from the overseas (oulik!)FreesssshDon't ***** with my styleNinja – I'm a tigerYo, waar die fok is Jack?Jack?Parow?Ek dink hy's in die toilet...
