Die Antwoord - Evil Boy

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[Yo-Landi:]
Yo, Evil Boy, why is your incanca so big?

[Wanga:]
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!

[Ninja:]
Everybody go, "Ho!" like a "Thunder Сat"
I'm all up in the club in my underpants
No shirt on cause it's fokken hot
Let's go, Diplo, pump it up!
Girls wanna say hello to me
From the Zef side to the fuckin' 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 fuck it is
Roll through the club like a Tokoloshe?
Ninja's 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-Landi:]
Yo, Evil Boy, why is your incanca so big?

[Wanga:]
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
Evil boy for life!
Evil boy for life! yebo!
Evil boy for life!
Evil boy for life! yebo!
Evil boy for life!

[Yo-Landi:]
Yo, Evil Boy, why is your incanca so big?

[Wanga:]
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:]
Yo-Landi Vi$ so fancy like this bad ass beat;
Rock the motherfuckin' microphone with no panties.
I'm a bad ass chick, yo, 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 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 rhymes 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 - woah!
Look at all this paper!?
What a fuckin' sucker, see you later, masturbator!

[Ninja/(Yo-Landi:]
I went from fokol to so fokken hot right now, I'll put you in your place!
Motherfucker, skrik wakker, we coming through, pumping you full of bass!
Fok rustig, eks apokaliptikal, (Fucking you in the face!)
Zef cherries tioon my: "Spieg my fokken hol nat"
Fuck everyone, eyes on the prize, when I go for the jugular
Surprise me or fokof and die when I remind you of how much you suck!
Everyone's so fokken so-so (Yo, we've been sent to fuck you up!)
Zef techno mosh-pit gangsta nommer een kind
Everything you rap about comes true if you got some freakin' balls!
But mind your tongue when you rhyme on the drum; gaan vra vir Biggie Smalls...
I gotta rock if you motherfucking like it or not (Yo, are you ready for)
This hostile take over?
Bow to the fokken master
My slang is banging, I'm freaking the fuck out of myself, yo, I'm my biggest fan.
Cause, buddy, when you man down, no fokken hands out when you really, yo,
Machine gun rapper, I'm bigger than
Koos Kombuis se ma se fokken poes!

[Yo-Landi:]
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$
Versus Diplo!