BOK Freestyle YoungstaCPT

[Prelude: YoungstaCPT, Mgarimbe]
Huh
Bok (Bok)
(In the meantime-)
Huh
Bok (Bok)
(In the meantime, meantime, meantime (Oh shit-))
Kaapstad naaier (Naaier, naaier)
((Sister Bethina))

[Intro: Robert Marawa, Benni McCarthy]
Marawa Sports Worldwide (Rewind the tape)
Benni McCarthy, thank you so much, look forward to seeing you
Robert Marawa, good speaking to you as always my brother, and you’re my friend, my man, so give me a call when you’re, when you’ve got a minute or so and we keep in touch
Alright, thank you so much, I'll phone you
(Sister Bethina)

[Verse: YoungstaCPT]
Cool, calm, keep and collect
New car, you hearin' it rev
They takin' short cuts and keepin' the door shut
Thе lift didn't work, so we took the stairs
Ooh-aah, look at this pair
Back then mе and my cousin would share
Now I'm like Ben Affleck directin' airs
Kicks and the snare
Givin' cocaine to a bear
Let him hibernate in his lair
Then set him free on the whole ANC and the DA, whoever's in parliaments' chairs
I say what you think but you don't 'cause you scared
Three months later, police don't give answers
Bad Boys, we need Mike Lowrey and Marcus
Nadia and Kiernan could've been the Carters
Now we just pouring out bottles of lager
Cottons and cartons, I'm wipin' my tears
I want all the smoke, I won't wait 'til it clears
Diamonds forever so I am De Beers
I am mbuzi and you are a deer
Bambi, I am the hunter
Hangin' your head on the wall or in jars like a pickle
Everybody wanna be legends and goats, but nobody's ready to be sacrificial
Food for your thoughts, you're doin' the dishes
It's ramadan so I'm feeling religious
I thought that his holiness, the Dalai Lama supposed to be righteous, you askin' for kisses
Suck on your tongue?
I'd rather bite it, out of your mouth and then cut it in slices
I see your reactions, you talk and you pay
But I'm sending this message to all of you naaiers, huh
No disrespect to the friends and the family
I know that you are mournin' in private
But If we were with Keenan that night in the shootin', I'm tellin' you now, there's more of us dyin'
Shottas on target like Pelé
So don't let me go get my mense
It's drive-by's in the Gusheshe
So just hou your bek, Bheki Cele
The manne just hide behind screens now
Emotional ouens who vang draad
No one excepted your music, so you resorted to kak praat
Strong mouth, you aren't bullet proof
So I hope that you got your Teflon
Vest on 'cause I dropped the F-bomb
And switch off your krag like it Eskom
You know it's about to get sticky
Talk to me nice like you talking to Siri
Shout-out to the American Bok (awe)
I am the Bok like I'm from Bokmakierie
Don't think you scarin' me because I'm skinny
I graze in the field and I'm eatin' your mielies
Get you a Nandipha, get you a Winnie
To free you from prison and bust off that blicky
2Pac, I'm back from the dead
Cool, sharp, you said what you said
Thought you were ridin' and slidin' for Kiernan
But you wouldn't do it if you had a sled
Bo-Kaap, I stood on the edge
You, a scalp, I'm removing your head
My tools sharp, it's cutting your neck
Braai bak, some fruit and some veg
You are a two out of ten
When school starts you won't move ahead
The new class is usin' my pen
I give them advice, they're not using my gems
I cannot bend to fit in with trends
Set by the goat, ja, I know what he meant
You won't avenge
So I'll make a pledge, bru, I'm Kiernan's revenge
We all know Forbes is the goat (Awe)
I guess that makes me the bok
Who died with a crown full of torns
While Judas was pourin' the dop
When I start showin' my horns (What?)
You know it's about to get rof
I don't have time for converters
If you're an inverter, I'm switchin' you off
Make them in their poes, make them in their poes
Oh yes, it can be arranged (Awe)
I'm comin' in, comin' in hot
Is that why you throwing me shade?
My government name should be Thabo (Why?)
I feel like the best in the game
Burnin' your bodies alive
I come to your funerals, spittin' and piss on your grave, naaier