Fresh futuristic Me I'm a misfit, drink my Five Roses tea with a biscuit I'm shweet and I'm twisted, like a koeksister
I'm rustig ekse, o, we go ballisti, you can't f**k with this sh*t
It's dark and its different, pay attention or be like how can I missed it
Yu, maar sys giftig - Oo jussie is dit?
Staan terug boetie, cause I spoeg when I spit shit.
I'm misfit, my numbers unlisted
Yo f**k the system, I own my own system.
Poes, I wont 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, its a freak pak of gom
Giftige cherrie up on page three van Die Son.
Wat pomp julle? x11
[Ninja]
Wat pomp julle? x11
Me and my super-fresh crew interest you
We come to gently caress you
Like two warm bollocks in a nice long palm
Make you feel strange when the Mic's on
Ok, this is my song
fok jou ek dink jys n poes
Wat jou vir n poes want jy klink soos n poes
Jy rap soos n poes en jy sing soos n poes
vars want jy stink soos n poes
Alright let me speak yo, all up in this freak show
Ok, check out my skill, think f**kin cleanly
Like my name was Nigel.
Moenie vir my flippen tune nie, ek gaan vir my ma se.
K, toemaar los dit, if it doesnt fit, force it, thats my motto.
I rap like a sore thumb, what's up with you brother I fit right in, like my c**k 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
Wat pomp julle? x11
.... .... .... ninja
Yo yo yo Yo- Landi Visser
Jack Parow
DJ HI - TEK
The fucking answer
What you pump ? x11
Yo - Landi Visser
Fresh Futuristic Me I'm a misfit , drink my Five Roses tea with a biscuit I'm shweet and I'm twisted , like a koeksister
I'm quietly exes , oh, we go ballisti , you can not f ** k with this sh * t
It's dark and its different, pay attention or be like how can I missed it
Yu , but sys toxic - Oo jussie it ?
Stand back brother , cause I spit When I spit shit .
I'm misfit , my numbers Unlisted
Yo f ** k the system , I own my own system .
Pussy , I wont listen , my tricky Dicky Litchis blows systems
You can hear me coming from the distance .
People care , I get up to Mischief
your fucking MIF thick lip on a type of stone
My style is poison , its a freak tackle or glue
Toxic Cherrie up on page three of The Sun .
What you pump ? x11
[ Ninja ]
What you pump ? x11
Me and my super - fresh crew interest you
We come to gently caress you
Like two Hot bollocks in a nice long palm
make you feel strange When The Mic 's on
Ok , this is my song
fuck you I think jys a pussy
That for a pussy because you sound like a pussy
You rap like a pussy and you sing like a pussy
fresh because you stink like a pussy
alright note I speak yo , all up in this freak show
Ok , check out my skill , think f ** kin cleanly
Like my name was Nigel .
Do me flipping tune , I go to my mom 's .
K , never mind fix it , if it does not fit , force it , thats my motto.
I rap like a sore thumb , what's up with you brother I fit right in , like my c ** k your mother . So do not tell me I've got no fire I'm running on the spot and I'm so tired Hair getting blown back to my blow dryer Your Naaier your naaier