Wat Pomp [English translation]

[Intro]

Ninja

Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo-Landi Visser

Jack Parow

DJ Hi-Tek

Die Fucking Antwoord

[Chorus]

What are you pumping? *

What are you pumping?

Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

Pumping what, Pumping what, What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

What are you pumping?

Pumping what, Pumping what, Pumping what?

[Verse 1: Yo-landi Visser]

Fresh futuristic

Me I’m a misfit, drinking my 5 roses tea with a biscuit

I’m sweet and I’m twisted, like a koeksuster **

I'm calm, oh, we go ballistic, you can’t fuck with this shit

It’s dark and it’s different, pay attention or be like "Fuck it, I missed it"

([Ninja] Joe, but she's dangerous/poisonous, oh jeez is it?)

Punch back brother, cause I spit when I spit shit

I missed it

My number’s unlisted

Yo fuck the system, I got my own system

Pussy, I won’t listen, my tricky-dicky song blows systems

You can hear me coming from the distance

Watch out people, I get up to mischief

You fucking disgusting thick lip on a tik rock

My style is poison, it’s a freak pack of gum

Dangerous babe up on page 3 of "Die Son" ***

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Jack Parow]

What are you pumping?

Get drunk on pills

Rot inside as the cool pop singers sing

I appear out of the steam of the shower

Like a dream or a vision, a uncle on a mission

Mirror, mirror on the wall tell me who's ill

I'm touched with true skill

I bust the blue steel

Shit, the mirror’s misty

Sjoe, who can this be

Let's see the sexy reflection

Pure perfection, (guy) on a cig

Stonewashed jeans palm trees on my shirt

Tssss

Fuck yes I'm dressed for success, my breath is fucking fresh

Jack Parow!

([Ninja] There you go, baby)

Look at that nice romantic Afrikaans superstar rapper

Fucking check me out, let the beat drop player

The name's Jack Parow, fuck Steve Hofmeyer

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Ninja]

Me and my super fresh look to the rescue

We come to gently caress you

Like two warm balls in a nice cold palm

Make you feel strange when the mic’s on

Okay, this is my song

Fuck you, I think you're a pussy!

I take you for a pussy cos you sound like a pussy!

You rap like a pussy and you sing like a pussy!

Hold my nose closed cos you stink like a pussy!

Alright lemme speak yo, all up in this freak show

Okay, check out my skill, no fucking clue

Like my name was Nigel

Don't insult me

I'll tell my mom

Okay, just leave it

If it doesn’t fit, force it, that’s my motto

I'm not weird, you're weird

I’m just flippin' new here

I rap like a sore thumb, what’s up with you brother?

I fit right in, like my cock 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

You fucker, you fucker

[Chorus]

[Ninja]

Uuh (Hosss)

2009 (Yo)

Die fucking Antwoord (Fresh futuristic)

Yo, DJ Hi-Tek (Clearly)

Yo-landi Visser (Some fucking fancy shit)

Uuh

[Yo-Landi]

You check me out on the streets (Yo)

You check me out in a fucking fancy restaurant (We’re very fancy)

Yo, you check me out on page 3 in "Die Son"

[Ninja]

Yo, the fucking ninja (Ouch)

Stainless steel stab comin’ at ya

My chest hair nicely shaved (There he is!)

Donald Duck cap from the overseas (Cute!)

Fresh

Don’t fuck with my style

Ninja... I’m a tiger

Yo, where the fuck is Jack?

Jack?

Parow?

[Yo-landi]

I think he's in the toilet

• Artist:Die Antwoord
• Album:$O$