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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SKIP&DIE
SKIP&DIE
Performer
Jack Parow
Jack Parow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SKIP&DIE
SKIP&DIE
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gino Bombrini
Gino Bombrini
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I was born with a lost die duster around
Self clean in a fokken boks in lost and found
This is where the human race raise from the ground
Where the lions fuckin' roars and the thunder pounds
From the underground but now I've reached the light
Bite the mic, raised right, ready to fight
Steady your sight, see when the real shit comes
From where the streets raised the kids and the big dogs run from
The lights on and niks nie fokken great in die shell case
Die swart kruis op jou deur as die rash op jou vel wys
Dis cowboy country en ek's John fokken Wayne
Op die voorstoep met 'n gun en 'n boks fokken wyn
Pasop dat ek kwyn sal my sluit op die bullshit
Ek's kla gepla ek's fokken daar vir die bullshit
Hoesit, moenie maak of jy fokol voel nie
Want niemand gaan opstaan vir ons as ons nie doen nie
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Yoh, blow the whitsle on him bra
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him, it's perpetual war
Check, Jack Parow
Skiet and die
Big bang warman is coming for you
2.2 trillion spent on abuse
If it hurts too much then pull it out at the roots
Blow, whistleblower, let the truth blow true
Yoh, your corruption fills the air like a dusty cloud
And power corrupts and tries to break us down
But from the heart of the city comes a newer sound
I'm part of the revolution and it makes me proud
We speak out loud and we stand up strong
We break the moulds, blow and we see what's wrong
'Cause it's been too long, a change is coming
And this time we're fighting back, fuck running
Want ons pluk die vars vrugte stukkie vir stukkie
So moenie skrik nie, Frikkie, bly nog 'n rukkie
Hier's 'n drukkie, shame, moenie bang wees vir change nie
Bly hier, maybe, fokol's verby nie
Save me, hier waar ons gebloei het en baklei het
Hier waar ons in die modder gestroei en gestry het
So fok ras, ons is almal mos van hier af
En maak nie saak wie jy is nie jy kan saam met my 'n bier klap
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him
Let the truth blow true
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him, it's perpertual war
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman, hey
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman, hey
It's perpetual war
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman, hey
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him
Blow the whistle on him, it's war
Blow the whistle on him, it's perpetual war
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman, hey
Hey, Mr Whistleblower, hey, Mr Warman, hey
Written by: Jack Parow, Skip & Die
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