Lyrics Kwaadnaas - Bittereinder feat. Shane Durrant

B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar

As jy Engels kan praat, sit jou hand in die lug
O flip, daar's niemand, ons verbrand nou 'n brug
Nee man, ek terg, ek's heeltemal tweetalig
I klap that rooitaal like 'n rondomtalie
I'm a proper Valie, brand pienk by die see
Boys High war cries and friends who live on beer
Ek skree vir Sundowns, the sky's the limit
80 vir Engels in matriek, flippin legitimate
En dit was first language pappie, ek lees T.S. Eliot
Jakkals prys sy eie stert, daai ou's maar 'n idiot
Maar is dit nie wat rappers doen nie?
Hulle floss soos Oral B, self-centred monotony
Nothin' new, nothin' new, y'all ain't sayin' nothin' new
Jy luister 50 sent, ek pomp Black Star en The Roots crew
Ek's old school, soos Guru, maar ek bly in fokus
'Cos we don't live for hip-hop, it lives for us

B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar

One two free, kyk hoe lag daai soutie
He's laughing at your accent, verging on gloating
Dit is tog funny as 'n boer Engels praat met 'n pommie
Maar vir my is daar 'n hele nuwe tipe comedy
Wat ek graag wil uitwys met my homey, Shane (hello julle!)
Het jy al ooit gehoor hoe Engelsmanne Afrikaans verklein?

I'm so F-L-double-A
Op die M-double-A-A-A-A-C
En dis hoekom die meisies
Hulle kan nie vat nie hulle ogies off me
I grew up in the Moot
But my Afrikaans is limited to net 'n paar woorde
I skop the track dood
En dis hoekom my rap naam is Kwaad Naas Botha

B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, I to the double T, E-R
To the E, I, N, D, E-R
Now that you know just who we are
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
Get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar