Intro
Angikhohlwa
Langi phuma khona
(Purematics) Verse 1
There is fear lingering in the air tonight
Freshly fried fresh flesh on the menu
This is not beef mate
You bit the bait
And now you are about to meet your maker
Go and throw a stone at Mecca
(I murk ya.)
16 shooter Glock with arcog scope
Armor piercing ammo
With extra clips
Im packing more
Like Rambo
One, two or three
Cos eMzilikazi abekho abafakazi
Fakaza bazokwenza umfelo kazi
I grew up Emzilikazi, gwaza capital of the world
Bulala umgodoyi culture capital of the south
My street cred is as long as Malankani
Ngilobhova, ngilenkani
Ngithwele ngigaxe ngifile
(Hook)
Angikhohlwa langi phuma khona
Dirty south. Dirty cars. (B.Y.O)
Angikhohlwa langi phuma khona
Dirty streets, dirty swag. (B.Y.O)
Angikhohlwa langi phuma khona
Dirty cash. Dirty doggs. (B.Y.O)
Dirty coppers and robbers with Dirty minds
Dirty souls with dirty intentions.(B.Y.O)
(purematics) Verse 2
Ngilenkani, ngilo bhova
Ngithwele ngigaxe ngifile
Inkafula kufa
Dubula - dubula
Dirty Matics, da Verbal hurricane
I break your soul on a Guinness book of World record schematics
Now you feel, how i felt
When I heard you got beef with me
None of your fantastic
Mr Fox sh*t
Can phase me
I`m BYO certified Gangsta man
This kwaito-rap game is mine
So, If a dog chews shoes, whose shoes does he choose?
Boasting is a mug`s game son
I break up a brother up
Like Jesus broke bread
And I only have two emotions
Hungry and horny man
If you don't see me with an erection
Tell your b**h to make me a jam sandwich
Life is a s**ually transmitted disease
Everyday i beat my record for the most
Conservative days I have remained alive
I never take your d**h threats seriously
Cos in the dirty south
Nobody comes out of beef alive anyway
(Hook)
(Outro)
These are the days of our lives. (Reverb)