I Fink u Freeky (OST Far Cry 3)

Mother [bad word] get buzzed off these bars that I bring
Guess who's got the party jumping
Throwing the dark rave, all the pumping
It's nice, it's different, you [bad word] the system
My system bumps off its [bad word] face
Dip into my world, nous jou tys in paradys
yo, word up to my pair of mice
Pump up your speakers, yo Xhosa Jesus
Tight beats rapping lekker to the drum
These bad boys like to smack me on the bum
My crew's blowing up like Chappies bubblegum
Popping in your face now
You [bad word] the rat race, my style is rap rave
my crew is kak fres, so who the [bad word] cares
Whatcha [bad word] think, I'm the type of chick
Who does ?????????????

Refrain 

Hold up, whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute minute minute, Jesus Christ 
Yo my man DJ Hi-Tek, [bad word]  this mother [bad word] beat is nice
Back in the day them dwankies didn't wanna believe in us
Little did they know that they was in for a mother [bad word] big surprise
Left home, locked in my zef zone
Ready for the test, yo?
What the [bad word]  I guess so
Hit the overseas where their [bad word] heads get blown
Got everything for free like Dr. Dre Beats headphones 
When I get home, I lounge on my zef throne, make
My mommy happy cause I guess her weight
Making my money rapping over techno rave 
I can take you around the world, let's go away 
When I step up and do my thing, I put you in a trance
My zef mother [bad word] clique got it going on [bad word] what you think, I do what I want
I can make a million little mother [bad word] jump 

Jump mother [bad word]  jump mother [bad word]  jump 
Jump mother [bad word]  jump mother [bad word]  jump
Jump mother [bad word]  jump mother [bad word]  jump
Jump mother [bad word]  jump mother [bad word]  jump

Increase the peace, don't wreck the party 
And pump the jol up for everybody
ek so larnie jy's so gam
... ???????

Refrain

Nou why you ?? kyk gelyk
Is ek miskien van goud gemake
You want to fight, you come tonight 
Ek moer jou sleg jy hardloop weg

Xhosa Jesus, we come to party
Pump your speakers, you rock your body
In God we trust, you can't [bad word] with us
we're not taking kak

I'd to say what's up
To my y boys
And my fancy boys
And my playboys
And my bad boys
And my pretty boys
And my ugly boys
And my naughty boys
We can have a nice time, kids