Boy Van Die Suburbs - Anton Goosen

Yow Die Die Lackaz Yow Pun Rev it out Any day, any weather Inna Kernaham man ah make chedda Eh, wi no box no Mayweather Gun shot ah fly, diss Boy Boy Yow listen nuh Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy From yuh diss say di war start (Eh) Lackaz go rise up di big SLR Pussyhole Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy Pun, dem bwoy dem no bad Aye, alright den Bwoy, from yuh diss mi, di gun have stamina (Ah) Gunshot ah buss inna yuh face rapido (Eh) Dey no bad, diss Kernaham man seh fi dead or All ah yuh bones get fracture Dis is a disaster (Ay), call di pastor Everything ah rise up and run inna yuh backyard Uzi inna mi hand so di dawg press yuh hard Di dawgs dem fi go surround yuh nest (Ay) Boom! Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy From yuh diss say di war start (Eh) Lackaz go rise up di big SLR Pussyhole Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy Pun, dem bwoy dem no bad Aye, alright den Bu-bu-bu-buss one inna yuh esophagus Friends cyan run, yes say it is a lot of us Cyan hide like Perry di platypus M16 buss quick, yes and it nuh fire dust My gun dem never rust When dem ah talk, mi ah tink bout fire shot Dawg inna real, mi could fire shot One phone call Wire dat, wire dat Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy Yeah From Boy Boy Rifle ah bruk dem spine Die die, die die Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy M16 ah empty Aye Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy Yeah From Boy Boy Rifle ah bruk dem spine Die die di die die die Shot from Boy Boy Bwoy, from yuh diss mi, di gun have stamina (Ah) Gunshot ah buss inna yuh face rapido (Eh) Dey no bad, diss Kernaham man seh fi dead or All ah yuh bones get fracture Dis is a disaster (Ay), call di pastor Everything ah rise up and run inna yuh backyard Uzi inna mi hand so di dawg press yuh hard Di dawgs dem fi go surround yuh nest (Ay) Boom! Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy From yuh diss say di war start (Eh) Lackaz go rise up di big SLR Pussyhole Die die di die die die Pussyhole get shot from Boy Boy Pun, dem bwoy dem no bad Aye, alright den

I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first Blacksmith I strike the metal with the quickness Put that metal to the petal then them sparks start spittin Ain't no big bark man, but the dog here bitches Say it backwards, yeah the god granting wishes It's Spectacular, Specs, or the one who up next This is top tier flows, I ain't even gotta flex I talk my shit bitch, with the numbers on my checks How many of them folks give me loving and respect Don't play favorites If you wrong then I'll send you to an Avis Like my shit brown, you can keep all the aces Acting like a fool and now you saving lots of faces And now you posting things that are really just tasteless Quotes, quotes and more quotes but what you sayin Tokes, tokes and more tokes, I'm getting faded Jokes, jokes and more jokes, keep playing Max and Pro sent a beat, it's history in the makin I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first 1st string, in the fields on a constant basis 1st thing, fuck you and the opps you based with Sting like ray, mascot that I'm based in Sure thing, your attitude need a facelift I ain't got time for no bitch, I gotta network Bank in flux since a jit, tryna up my net worth All these little mind games, always made my head hurt Life on hunnid, stay frosty 'til I hit my death cert For certain, I want all the applause From the streets to a yacht, eliminate my flaws Take away my fortune? Rip it from my fuckin claws Welcome to the jungle I'm Mufasa, kiss my paws Got a problem baby, come on down, let's conversate Been the bigger man, I never had to compensate Feel a type of way, go ahead, type away Brassin' up my knuckles, didn't think I'd fight today I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first It's history in the making Max, Pro, Brad, yeah it's history in the makin

It's funny you should ask me why I never visit home It's just awkward that your company makes me feel more alone And I'm tired of pretending nothing's wrong We used to get our laughs in the cheapest fucking ways It never seemed mean but I've been thinking back these days And I'm the one that changed Sometimes I wish you could do the same I've been trying to wash these words off of my lips Find something honest to replace them with And I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it, and you don't have to get it And I wish you wouldn't ask about my best laid plans You wouldn't like the answer if I had one And your disappointed looks always keep me on the hook But I refuse to die for that This isn't what you want, but this isn't about you I'm just trying to flush the suburbs from my blood And I'm scared that you're the person I'll become And I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it And you don't have to get it You just have to respect it I'm just trying to clean the garbage from my floor Or maybe just hide behind my door I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it We'll probably just forget it

Everyone around me Girls at the party We pull up deep Cause they can't tell us nothin The gang too chic so they talking about it This ain't my scene let me know where you're waiting It wasn't about being with somebody else I was just locked in and working on myself Driving in the east end coming your way In the suburbs for the weekend at your place On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you I got way too much to prove 'em In the stu' promise I'll come I know you're getting impatient But I do it for my day ones And you'll see when all is done Imma get to your location It wasn't about being with somebody else I was just locked in and working on myself Driving in the east end coming your way In the suburbs for the weekend at your place On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you You shouldn't care about what they say I can tell em all straight to they face that I don't need more than one in your place You see me out and I know u feel ways But I'm On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you

Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me Fill a bowl with roses When evening closes In on my dreams Come and cool my forehead And put me in my bed I feel feverish And I know it's not the truth It's only me and only you But it's an endless fall I'm falling And I can only heed my calling Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me I could hear you coming You were a hummingbird Hovering I think you're so pretty Not far from the city In our Eden And I know it's not the truth It's only me and only you But it's an endless fall I'm falling And I can only heed my calling You keep me hanging tight Suspended like an epiphyte And I won't let go I know that I'm right My love Don't try to calm me down Don't calm me down Calm me down I'll calm down Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? I wanna take you over Like you're taking over me Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me

Yo DJ Hi-Tek Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog Bring that next-level shit Uh, yo, for real That's what I'm talking about Check it out Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou Jislaaik yo, yo, yo, yo, yo check out this hype flow I go by the name of N-I-N-J to the motherfuckin' A Straining your brain like tv static Check out the phunky 3D grafix Rave visuals, enter my digital zone As I recite a poem on the microphone I'm scoping, 3rd eye strobing Mind open, sweat streaming Flesh gleaming, best feeling High-energy peaking, deep meanings Freak when I see things Like this chick in a G-string Can I touch you, friend? Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Yo pump it uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it I think about you when I masturbate You can't even believe it but that's okay On the microphone I fascinate When I let my third eye exaggerate Freaky visions, I tell you what I see Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves You naked, lying on the pavement People are standing round with laany shoes You can hardly move, you look sexy All of a sudden, the streets are empty You stand up, open your eye-lids You in a trench coat, it's french, you look stylish You walk in the silence, not sure what the time is It's totally twilight, the sky is violet An abandoned house, look ahead you see Some open the door, yes, it's me With the meanest penis you ever seen You on your period with no tampon You kneel down and get with the vibe Your period blood has crystallized You offer me the red crystal, it's ill Grab hold of the mic tight, tonight's the night The vibe is live, pump up the base I got tentacles coming out my face I rise into the air, cut myself open Warm blood pours down all round I speak from the deep cut in between my thighs You covered in blood rubbing your boobs, feeling nice Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice You covered in blood rubbing your boobs, feeling nice Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Yo pump it uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it You open the door, step into the place Look around, strange painting on the walls A chick on the floor on all fours, totally nude In high heels, the vibes ill She's hand-cuffed, ankle cuffed, steel collar With a long lease attached to the ceiling The scene's appealing, revealing weird feelings Make you forget about what you believing Another chick chilling against the wall Flashing her boobs, legs spread with a nice vagina And a long stick, there's a nice big Painting above her head, expensive You check another chick on all fours Chilling next to another chick lying on the floor Legs spread in the middle of the corridor Close shave, don't touch what you can't afford The next-room's a bed room, you become two What I mean is, you plus another you You get down with yourself while I watch Body buzzing like a bed of a billion bees You kneel down in front of the other you Time to learn something new The one kneeling is a slave, kneel for the master Feel the warm hand on the back of your head You got a tattoo on the back of your neck An infinity sign that represents your past Your master touches you on your tattoo And removes your tattoo, now you brand new I'm proud of you, dear There's nothing you not allowed to do here Listen to me, the infinity tattoo is a key Let go to my rhyme and open your mind Let go to my rhyme and open your mind Open your mind, open your mind Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Yo pump it, uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it Lift up your dress, open up your legs Your vaginas sewn up, untie the thread My sublime rhyme inside your head Your mind is rushing, vagina gushing Another chick in the corner taking a piss It looks nice, the whole vibe is totally kinky Look around, the new room is fancy Remove your fur coat, remove your panties I'm rocking a suit and a black face mask I ejaculate in champagne glass Your precious flesh is so mysterious Pierce your nipples with two long needles Like a crucifix, take you to another level While I get my freak on, the vibe is mental Transcendental, we somewhere else now Still rocking a mask but I've taken off my suit You rocking a mask too, shaking your nice boobs I tell you I like you, you feel my piel We start french kissing with flippin' long tongues We somewhere else now, you dressed conservative I transform into a big black god Feel the realness, my dick's lank hard You can't believe it, a dick in your palm As big as your arm, we somewhere else now A hospital uh, get ready for the operation Lot of guys chilling behind you Blasts from the past All rocking a mask, penises out Drop your panties for the surgeon I'm not a virgin, it's not a problem Look in the mirror, you can see it's you You got two nice boobs and a penis too Look in the mirror, look in the mirror Look in the mirror, you can see it's you Look in the mirror, you can see it's you You got two nice boobs and a penis too Look in the mirror, look in the mirror Look in the mirror, you can see it's you Look in the mirror, you can see it's you You got two nice boobs and a penis too Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Beat boy, beat boy Hit that perfect, beat boy Hit that perfect, hit that perfect Hit that perfect, beat boy Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Yo pump it, uh, lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it Pump it, uh, yo, pump it, uh, uh Lick it, dip it, twist it, turn it, pump it, pump it The men in the masks gather 'round the patient Waiting in anticipation The old surgeon says, "Can you see this? A beautiful woman with a brand new penis" You klap the surgeon, flip him right 'round Bend him over, lift his white gown Gryp the surgeon's milky butt-cheeks Rape the surgeon, break the surgeon Absorb you penis into your tummy You a woman again, complete with a vagina I'm flipping my rhyme uh, tripping your mind out Ripping and vipping your pip, flip it inside-out Now you the teacher, you the guide The real you won't see you denied You got crazy sex appeal, all tied up Kneeling on the pavement, you can't say shit Your mouth is gagged, you surrounded by A thousand guys totally under your spell They all totally scared of the power you hold You can changed the rules of the game And devour their souls Now's the time, girl Let's head back into the outside world The world of others, it's time to go back The doors are stuck shut But the walls are beginning to crack Uh, now the walls are bleeding It's all deceiving, you soaking wet With no regrets, feel your body sweat blood Peel off your old skin, time to get love You arrive at the cemetery in time for the ceremony I give you a hot kiss, grab hold of your arse cheeks How'd you like to get laid on this Tomb stone in the middle of the rain forest My gaze puts you in a dase, I'm loving your long tongue Look at your beautiful face, covered in hot come Spread my wings block out the sun Lie on my back, scope out your bum My penis stays hard, you breathing heavily I penetrate you, the feeling's heavenly Now bounce, girl, you know it's hot Bounce, bounce, girl, like, oh my god Totally freaky deaky phunky Wa'e make you leave your body Transport you to another dimension You alone in the desert, totally nude The silence is violent You floating above the ground Invisible energies penetrate Every hole in your body while you levitate You start coming apart, shape-shifting Wild, out of control Destructo, ghan odn ar Dbir vahniss, dgug rgyud Hgyur bzan, bhren sseh Ehrsta sugam, satah

Sinterklaas, die goeie heer, komt hier alle jaren weer Uit 't land van Spanje. Dan brengt hij ons lek-kere koek, Speelgoed en een pren-ten-boek. Appeltjes van oranje.