*Under Construction*

Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man. Night after night, we pretend it’s all right. But I have grown older and you have grown colder and nothing is very much fun any more.

And I can feel one of my turns coming on. I feel cold as razor blade, tight as a tourniquet.
Dry as a funeral drum, run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left You’ll find my favourite axe.
Don’t look so frightened this is just a passing phase just one of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T. V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? Would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it’s time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to
Go to the show.
To feel that warm thrill of confusion,
That space cadet glow.
I’ve got some bad news for you sunshine,
Pink isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel
And they sent us along as a surrogate band
We’re gonna find out where you folks really stand.

Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
Get them up against the wall!
There’s one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me,
Get him up against the wall!
That one looks Jewish!
And that one’s a coon!
Who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
There’s one smoking a joint,
And another with spots!
If I had my way,
I’d have all of you shot!

Yo-Landi fokken Vi$$er all up in da place
Hosh Pagamisa! Raak fokken wys (word to the streets, wise up)
Fuck crime, these days rhyme fookin pays
Fan myself with a milli while a laugh in your face

Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers

[Ninja]

All my fookin life I lived a normal fookin life
Til I went and got myself caught up with the mic
And the beats coming dope with the rhymes and the flows
In real life trying to cope with the highs and the lows
I got sick and tired of getting treated like a stupid fook up
So I fooked my enemies up one at a time and blew the fook up
Before it was like, yo, whose this stupid weirdo?
Now it’s like a new breed of rap superhero

To defeat these devils, Ninja becomes a devil
These God-forsaken wretches will never be on my level
Wies Jy? Fook you and your whole crew [Who are you?]
I got you stressing double guessing cause I won’t do what I’m supposed to
I don’t know you, papi say hello to
My little friend two friends I’m telling you and I told you
Wat? Try to speak but your tongue’s frozen [What?]
In South Africa I sleep with both my eyes open

Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers

Motherfookers tell me to slow my roll, but sorry no can do
My style is so brand new, I try to make understand it
I’m here to steal the fookin show ‘cause baby I’m a bandit
Now you standing looking at me like the aliens have landed
All hail the great white Ninja
Every poes with a phone wants to take my picture [poes = cunt]
Ninja! Jas I dig dat oke! [Jeez I love that guy]
Is it real? No it’s a just a big black joke
When dealing with an idiot there’s really nothing you can say
Next time you ask me is it real, I’m gonna punch you in the face
To help you feel me, bitch I get paid to be funky
But be nice or I’m gonna change to be ugly
I’m Zef like a young Hugh Hef, oh yes
May my enemies live long so they may see me progress
Put the pedal to the metal and I’m scorching my tires
Middle finger in the air ja fok julle naaiers

Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers
Fok Julle Naaiers, Fok Julle Naaiers

[Yolandi Visser]

Yo-Landi fokken Vi$$er all up in da place
Hosh Pagamisa! Raak fokken wys (word to the streets, wise up)
Fuck crime, these days rhyme fookin pays
Fan myself with a milli while a laugh in your face

[Ninja]

Yo DJ Hi-Tek where you at my nigga?

[DJ Hi-Tek quoting Mike Tyson]

DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
Fook you in the ass, you punk ass White boy

DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will fook you in the ass
Fook you in the ass, you punk ass White boy

DJ Hi-Tek yo, you can’t touch me faggot
You not man enough
DJ Hi-Tek yo, you can’t touch me faggot
I’ll fook you in the ass
DJ Hi-Tek will eat your asshole alive you bitch
Fook you ho
DJ Hi-Tek will eat your asshole
I’ll fook you in front of everybody bitch
Look at you, you scared, look at you, you scared now ho
You scared of the real man
Look at you, you scared, it’s DJ Hi-Tek bitch
I’ll fook you til you love me faggot
I’ll fook you til you love me, fook you til you love me
Fook you til you fook you til you fook you till you love me
I’ll fook you til you love me, fook you til you love me
You won’t last two minutes in my world bitch