Luyện nghe bài hát Wat Pomp

Yo yo yo yo-landi
Parow

Die fokken

Wat pomp

[Yo-landi
futuristig
Me Im a misfit, drink my 5 roses tea with a
Im shweet and Im twisted, a koeksuster
Im rustig ekse, o, we go ballistig, you fuck with this shit
Its dark and its different, pay attention or be like Fuckit, I it
Joe, sys giftig, oo jissie is dit?
Staan terug boetie, I spoeg when I spit sh*t.
I it
My numbers
Yo the system, I got my own system.
Poes, I wont listen, my tricky dicky lietjie systems.
You can me coming from the distance.

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

Wat julle?

Parow:]
Wat pomp
Raak op pille
binne as die kwaai pop singers kop sinne
Ek verskyn uit die stoom van die
soos n droom of n visie, 'n oom op n

Mirror, mirror on the wall me who's ill
I'm touched with true
I bust the steel
Shit the misty
who can this be
Lets see the refleksie
Eksie perfeksie op 'n entjie
Stonewashed jeans bome op my hempie

Fuck yes I'm dressed for success my breath is kak
PAROW!
(there you go baby)
Look at that lekker romantiese afrikaans superster
my fokken uit
Lat die beat drop
Die Jack Parrow
Fok steve

Me and my fresh look to the rescue
We come to caress you
Like two warm ballas in a nice palm
Make you feel strange when the on
Ok, this is my

Fok jou ek jys n poes!
Vat jou vir n want jy klink soos n poes!
Jy rap n poes en jy sing soos n poes.
Hou my neus vas want jy soos n poes
Alright lemme yo, all up in this freak show.
Ok, check out my skill, geen clue nie
my name was Nigel.
Moenie my tune nie
Ek vir my ma se.
Okay, los dit,

If it doesnt fit, force it, my motto.
I'm not weird, weird
Im just new here
I rap like a sore thumb, up with you brother
I fit right in, like my cock in mother.

So dont me Ive got no fire
Im on the spot and Im so tired
Hair getting back by my blow dryer
Jou Naaier, jou

Wat julle?

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

Yo
Dj (duidelik)
Visser (some fucking fancy shit)

Uuh
Jy my op die fokken strate (yo)
Jy check my in fokken larny (were very fancy)
Yo, Jy check my op 3 van Die Son

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

My borshare mooi (daarsy!)
Donald Duck cap the overseas (oulik!)

Dont fuck my style
Ninja Im a

Yo, waar die fok is


Ek hys in die toilet...