Maxnormal.tv Total f..ckup
You are so lost in make-believe You have a new reality
Kyk hier! (look here)
Secretly I'm flippin insecure never said it Behind the scenes I'm tired of being me because I'm pathetic I'm never gonna make it, I might as well forget it Success f..ck yes, never gonna get it Broke as a joke, I swear to god I wouldn't lie to you Never had a job since I left school in '92 Can't handle people tellin' me what to do Need to be my own boss, that's why I rock the suit Try to handle my biz and show I'm the man Here I am, with the microphone in my hand If it's not a microphone in my hand, it's a flier Like a mif (gross) door to door salesman with no fire Please come to my show, it's gonna be cool I promise This song is, honest, enough to make you vomit Still sounding strange, still counting change What's happening? I never wanna rap again
You are so lost in make-believe You have a new reality Total f..ck-up
[I can't understand some of this verse since it's partly in Afrikaans, so I've just put the English translations]
(Duppie) Sorry bru, I don't mean to worry you, hello I'm not asking for money, sorry man, hello My name is Duppie (I live in the shack over there) Yo brah, you and me we could be making some money Your rap is kak funny bro I skeem (think) you rock I also watch Channel O, yo I feel you dog You mustn't put yourself down, I don't think you're kak (shit) You must to hook me up, maybe I can bring you luck Cause I also do music, yeah I also got a talent I do karaoke in the happy hour at the tavern (And you know what! I won) the competition And I got a vision, now a man is on a mission Cause the man has got problems, you know how hard the life is With four little (children) from four different wifeys I'm serious, let's do this, we can make a CD Put me in a studio, I wanna be on TV! Check me out, check me out, check me out (singing) Everybody's laughing because it's you I'm asking They don't skeem (think) my chances are high They say that I don't have what it takes to make you happy All the same I just have to try [cute little dance moves] Hello my name is Duppie maar jy moet nie lag nie (But you mustn't laugh) Ek trek my sigaret warm (I pull my cigarette hot) maar ek trek nie die_____(But I don't pull the load yet)
(Yo-Landi) Kykie (look here), you're not a rap crew (Duppie: shut your face!) (Is the uncle going to work or to church?) Don't moan, rather put down the microphone and go home f..ck you and your kak (shit) suit!
(Max) Ugh I want to break free, why does everybody hate me? Maybe I should take E, and maybe try to get in with the new rave scene I'll change my name to Wad E, rock space age shades and shave my body Sport tight little white shorts, now I'm the man A tight white vest says "pump up the jam" Change my accent, make it more wild Total makeover, change my whole style With the diamond ball inside my palm My mind is gone, but the vibe is on
You are so lost in make-believe You have a new reality Total f..ck-up
