DJ f** - You Are OK lyrics

Undercover off duty Ray-Ban refleksie Brown patchwork, leather jacket feeling s**y Fly kwaai by die braai, dop skop my hond en coke Poes cool met die moer my vrou tipe flow Sibot, embark till fingertip shrivel, spit dribble Flip little sink a ship riddle Funky rhymes, i got a dark selection bottled Ready, distilled, like my thought collection I get much more stupid than all these corny rappers Plus my dj's like f**in intense (in-tents) like horny campers Hardcore, underground in the circle rhyming Weed smoking, no job having on the couch Crashing, end of the month Mom phoning haven't made the break yet, deadheads Keep f**ing around getting nothing done dumb dumb Stuck in hundrum get stunned by stun gun Tongue undone Delivering gifts to the young ones Chorus: I can't help but think things you never ever thought before sh** wouldn't ever been created if i wasn't born You don't have to feel soo all irrelevant I rap like a kid who hasn't lost his powers yet MMM, i got power Squeeze my bu*tcheeks tight, UH Sperm vampires have no hold on me I'm very 2005 BC I'm olden days like a golden age Float in the air plus my eyes glow Electric charge leap from my palms, don't come near me I've got pop to make ya ears bleed You can't handle this I'm nice like my mom's sandwiches Police wanna bite, I'll add a giant co*kroach Cos that's the wrong approach Ya tired, used to be inspired now the funk's blocked Why? cos its safe to su*k co*k Strictly un-edgy, all up in your corporate arse like a wedgie Put my self in a box, sell it to an evil demi-god I'm full blast ya nearly half You the frozen force, I'm a trojan horse (i'm free inside you) My background bang switch step visible Awesome, lets get physical (chorus) Rappers don't know what "one" is They don't believe in karma's I'm all about the dot-dot-dot Mmm Gggget a pulse from pulse Work it Sweat pours from my pores People get live, cos rap got a drive in this jive f** a nine to the five I'm all the time DJ f** cut the rapper up ONE..ONE..ONE.. (rappers don't know what one is) TWO..TWO..THREE (tongue undone) BREAKIT (chorus) If ya young dumb full of cum they can come 'n get some If you're over 21, keep yourself in check son