Afrikaans Is Dood Songtext

von Jack Parow

O fok, dis n fokop
Skrik as ek op pop, lat jou vokken kop klop
Spin soos n sikloon, my styls fokken sick oom,
Koning vannie kak, die nuwe afrikaans ikoon
So fok cds brand, brand jou fokken woordeboek,
En luister na my cd as jy nuwe fokken woorde soek,
Spring soos ‘n koring kriek, poppies wil my horing iet
Gee tannies rimmitiek, as ek soes n doring stiek
Up of the voorstoep, straight afie straat af
Fresh like fokken hake, nice like jou ma maak
Bite like a bulldog, klaps like a thunderbolt
Jump like a bullfrog, sweet like a honeypot
Too big for my broekies, too small to really give a fuck
Finger fucking groupies while their boyfriends sit en hande klap
Im done with caring, people just fuck around
So stop fokkin staring, still rap like I'm underground
This is must the new shit, dis mos die ander klank,
Full of vim en vigor, this kak los jou vingers nat
Straight out the suburbs, top of die middleclass
I'm back again masekind to make your bass binne blaas
Inderdaad….fokken vlieg soos superman,

Race like super van, BOO, its the boogeyman
Oe oe oe, fokken stoksiel alleen
Almal vra altyd waars my kop fokken heen