Jack Parow, Cooler than You...
July 13, 2010 8:25 AM Subscribe
Jack Parow is a South African rapper known for the oversized bill on the hat he wears, unlike Die Antwoord (Previously) he raps in Afrikaans almost exclusively.
He's in a flash game to promote his new self-titled album.
Videos:
Cooler es Ekke
Dans Dans Dans
Die Vraagstuk
Cooler es Ekke on Taxijams
He's in a flash game to promote his new self-titled album.
Videos:
Cooler es Ekke
Dans Dans Dans
Die Vraagstuk
Cooler es Ekke on Taxijams
I'm supposed to take seriously a guy whose nom de rap is MC Jack Sparrow?
posted by norm at 8:37 AM on July 13, 2010
posted by norm at 8:37 AM on July 13, 2010
I'm supposed to take seriously a guy whose nom de rap is MC Jack Sparrow?
It's Parow, I believe.
posted by Malice at 8:39 AM on July 13, 2010
Well, now Dans Dans Dans is going to be Today's Office Jam. Let's see how long it takes for someone to come close my door.
posted by komara at 8:44 AM on July 13, 2010
posted by komara at 8:44 AM on July 13, 2010
I dig it. Even tho I can't understand what he's saying, the hat and the moustache make it clear he's not taking himself too seriously, which is refreshing in hip-hop. And he reminds me of Kenny Powers, which isn't a bad thing either.
posted by gnutron at 8:47 AM on July 13, 2010
posted by gnutron at 8:47 AM on July 13, 2010
So even in other languages and countries, rappers can't come up with anything to write about but themselves. Incredible.
posted by dobbs at 8:51 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
posted by dobbs at 8:51 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
Maybe it's just me, or Afrikaan sounds like the most dirty, low-brow language that has ever existed.
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
posted by wcfields at 8:53 AM on July 13, 2010
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
posted by wcfields at 8:53 AM on July 13, 2010
His name is probably a pun on Parow, a suburb in the 'boerewors belt' of Cape Town.
posted by Flashman at 8:56 AM on July 13, 2010
posted by Flashman at 8:56 AM on July 13, 2010
It's Parow, I believe.
NO WAY! How could I have missed THAT?
posted by norm at 8:57 AM on July 13, 2010
NO WAY! How could I have missed THAT?
posted by norm at 8:57 AM on July 13, 2010
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
There are no clicks in Afrikaans. You're thinking of the Khoisan languages, some of which are spoken in southern Africa, but are unrelated to Afrikaans, which is a Germanic language descended from the Dutch spoken by 17th century white colonists.
Afrikaans is not really that different from English.
posted by magnificent frigatebird at 8:58 AM on July 13, 2010
There are no clicks in Afrikaans. You're thinking of the Khoisan languages, some of which are spoken in southern Africa, but are unrelated to Afrikaans, which is a Germanic language descended from the Dutch spoken by 17th century white colonists.
Afrikaans is not really that different from English.
posted by magnificent frigatebird at 8:58 AM on July 13, 2010
Maybe it's just me, or Afrikaan sounds like the most dirty, low-brow language that has ever existed.
also, what does this even mean
posted by magnificent frigatebird at 8:59 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
also, what does this even mean
posted by magnificent frigatebird at 8:59 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
Yes, and any time I hear the linguolabial trills of German I think of ZOMGHITLER and surely I reach for my revolver!
posted by goodnewsfortheinsane at 9:02 AM on July 13, 2010 [6 favorites]
Yes, and any time I hear the linguolabial trills of German I think of ZOMGHITLER and surely I reach for my revolver!
posted by goodnewsfortheinsane at 9:02 AM on July 13, 2010 [6 favorites]
Maybe it's just me, or Afrikaan sounds like the most dirty, low-brow language that has ever existed.
also, what does this even mean
I think it's the accent more than anything, even more so than a regular Dutch accent it has this ring of ... dirt? Probably not the best word to describe, but cockney doesn't quite encapsulate what it sounds like to me.
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
Yes, and any time I hear the linguolabial trills of German I think of ZOMGHITLER and surely I reach for my revolver!
For some background on my viewings of ZA outside of the ra-ra of world cup (which I'd love to see something that about ZA that isn't as bleak as these docs): His Big White Self , The Leader, His Driver and the Driver's Wife, Louis Theroux - racism in South Africa - BBC , Staying Alive in Joburg.
posted by wcfields at 9:16 AM on July 13, 2010
also, what does this even mean
I think it's the accent more than anything, even more so than a regular Dutch accent it has this ring of ... dirt? Probably not the best word to describe, but cockney doesn't quite encapsulate what it sounds like to me.
That could also be that anytime I hear those clicks and whistles it's usually in the form of a documentary about one of the following: poverty, crime, white nationalism.
Yes, and any time I hear the linguolabial trills of German I think of ZOMGHITLER and surely I reach for my revolver!
For some background on my viewings of ZA outside of the ra-ra of world cup (which I'd love to see something that about ZA that isn't as bleak as these docs): His Big White Self , The Leader, His Driver and the Driver's Wife, Louis Theroux - racism in South Africa - BBC , Staying Alive in Joburg.
posted by wcfields at 9:16 AM on July 13, 2010
goed nieuws for die gekkie: I reach for my revolver!
What??
What, did you spot any culture?!!
posted by joost de vries at 9:22 AM on July 13, 2010
What??
What, did you spot any culture?!!
posted by joost de vries at 9:22 AM on July 13, 2010
Maybe it's just me, or Afrikaan sounds like the most dirty, low-brow language that has ever existed.
While I don't confuse the Indo-European Afrikaans with the other language families in Africa, listening to Jack Parrow and Die Antwoord does make me think that these specific rappers are some of the most dirty low-brow people that have ever existed.
And I mean that in the nicest way possible. Kind of.
posted by hanoixan at 9:23 AM on July 13, 2010
While I don't confuse the Indo-European Afrikaans with the other language families in Africa, listening to Jack Parrow and Die Antwoord does make me think that these specific rappers are some of the most dirty low-brow people that have ever existed.
And I mean that in the nicest way possible. Kind of.
posted by hanoixan at 9:23 AM on July 13, 2010
Thing I Love:
He sounds like the guys from Deichkind.
The obvious DYI-ness of those giant bills.
The girl in the Slayer shirt in the "Cool er Ekke" video.
Things I Do Not Love:
The fact that the only thing that keeps me from hating his rhymes is that I do not know the language. We need to have some sort of a Hip-Hop World Council that limits the amount of times you can a) rhyme a word with itself and b) mention yourself in the third person. Yes. Your name is Jack Parow. I got it.
posted by griphus at 9:33 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
He sounds like the guys from Deichkind.
The obvious DYI-ness of those giant bills.
The girl in the Slayer shirt in the "Cool er Ekke" video.
Things I Do Not Love:
The fact that the only thing that keeps me from hating his rhymes is that I do not know the language. We need to have some sort of a Hip-Hop World Council that limits the amount of times you can a) rhyme a word with itself and b) mention yourself in the third person. Yes. Your name is Jack Parow. I got it.
posted by griphus at 9:33 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
So even in other languages and countries, rappers can't come up with anything to write about but themselves. Incredible.
The universal formula, as stated by Dr. Dre, was that one raps about "the place to be, who you are, what you got, or about a sucka MC". You can spot the true artists: they're the ones that rap about "time travelin' rhyme javelin [or] somethin' mind unravelin'."
posted by norm at 9:35 AM on July 13, 2010
The universal formula, as stated by Dr. Dre, was that one raps about "the place to be, who you are, what you got, or about a sucka MC". You can spot the true artists: they're the ones that rap about "time travelin' rhyme javelin [or] somethin' mind unravelin'."
posted by norm at 9:35 AM on July 13, 2010
...listening to Jack Parrow and Die Antwoord does make me think that these specific rappers are some of the most dirty low-brow people that have ever existed.
They're taking the piss, sort of. It's a culture/style called zef which is roughly equivalent to the UK's chavs, but with a considerably more retro-80s bent. They're like Lady Sov.
posted by griphus at 9:38 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
They're taking the piss, sort of. It's a culture/style called zef which is roughly equivalent to the UK's chavs, but with a considerably more retro-80s bent. They're like Lady Sov.
posted by griphus at 9:38 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
Hm. Back on topic: what I like about Jack Parow is that he's about half your run-of-the-mill brag & boast MC and half unabashedly self-effacing. (Case in point: ridiculous oversized hat bill, but you can pretty much see where it was gaffa-taped on.)
Here's how I think the lyrics to "Cooler As Ekke" go, more or less, although don't quote me on it. It can hardly be totally accurate as I pieced it together from my (native) knowledge of Dutch and random pop-cultural stuff I picked up on WatKykJy. Let's say "I don't actually speak Afrikaans but I faked it for the purposes of this armchair translation".
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You think you are cooler than me 'cause you smoke Yves Saint Laurent cigarettes
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you've got a tattoo of a snake on your tits
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you've got a Led Zeppelin poster over your bed
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you go each year to the J&B Met
You're old news, I bring raw beats
You lie and wait, I go find something
You're iced tea, I'm pure moonshine
You're light beer, I'm spirits
You're the dude with the new fresh look
I'm the dude in the Pep Stores jeans
I watch you, you leer at your buddies
You still forward Vernon Koekemoer jokes
I'm fantastic, you're spastic
I roll with models, you touch little kids
You're Tim Voster, I'm Chris Edwards
You're in the woods, I'm in the good shit
You're boring as campfire singalongs
My slick style sneaks creeping like a vampire
Your style's limp poop like a pink marshmallow
Girls scream for just "one night in Parow!"
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you hang with models and I hang with hussies
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I'm a rapper and you sing in falsetto
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I ride the bus and you fly a jet
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you drive a Peugeot two oh six
You roll with a mobile phone in your pants
I still roll with a 3310
My style is like sexy correct
You still wear fucking Mr Price Red
When I walk in the whole fucking bar freaks out
You still get fucking money from your mum
I leave the whole party soaking wet
When you arrive the whole party hits the road
I'm America, you're Iraq
I bomb you, let the shit splash
I'm a Bic pen, you're a Mont Blanc
You walk around with fucking foam at the mouth
I'm original, you're copied
I'm a flash drive, you're a floppy
You make like you've got everything, but you're fake
Jack Parow bro I live like a [straatmeit]
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you drink at Ku De Ta and I drink at De Dekke
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you're the gentleman, bro I'm the picture
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I vacation in Hartenbos and you in Quebec
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you got the new issue of One Small Seed
Jack Parow bro I'm a wild cat
You eat caviar and couscous
I drink Klipdrif, you drink Peroni
You've got friends in Sweden, I've got friends in Benoni
I buy all my clothes at the local Pep Stores save more
You buy all your fucking clothes at a store
You only wear fucking polo shirts
Shame, you listen to the Dirty Skirts
My name's Parow, thick heavy [uitgeskollie]
You look like Jeremy de Tollie
Jack Parow, the life of the party
You only wear fucking Issey Miyake
You're too cool for school, I'm [mos kief]
I'm Grasshopper, you're Lacoste Sport
You make the cookie go limp, I raise the roof
Your girl has a picture of my dick on her pencil case
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Something like that, anyway.
posted by goodnewsfortheinsane at 9:39 AM on July 13, 2010 [8 favorites]
Here's how I think the lyrics to "Cooler As Ekke" go, more or less, although don't quote me on it. It can hardly be totally accurate as I pieced it together from my (native) knowledge of Dutch and random pop-cultural stuff I picked up on WatKykJy. Let's say "I don't actually speak Afrikaans but I faked it for the purposes of this armchair translation".
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You think you are cooler than me 'cause you smoke Yves Saint Laurent cigarettes
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you've got a tattoo of a snake on your tits
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you've got a Led Zeppelin poster over your bed
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you go each year to the J&B Met
You're old news, I bring raw beats
You lie and wait, I go find something
You're iced tea, I'm pure moonshine
You're light beer, I'm spirits
You're the dude with the new fresh look
I'm the dude in the Pep Stores jeans
I watch you, you leer at your buddies
You still forward Vernon Koekemoer jokes
I'm fantastic, you're spastic
I roll with models, you touch little kids
You're Tim Voster, I'm Chris Edwards
You're in the woods, I'm in the good shit
You're boring as campfire singalongs
My slick style sneaks creeping like a vampire
Your style's limp poop like a pink marshmallow
Girls scream for just "one night in Parow!"
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you hang with models and I hang with hussies
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I'm a rapper and you sing in falsetto
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I ride the bus and you fly a jet
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you drive a Peugeot two oh six
You roll with a mobile phone in your pants
I still roll with a 3310
My style is like sexy correct
You still wear fucking Mr Price Red
When I walk in the whole fucking bar freaks out
You still get fucking money from your mum
I leave the whole party soaking wet
When you arrive the whole party hits the road
I'm America, you're Iraq
I bomb you, let the shit splash
I'm a Bic pen, you're a Mont Blanc
You walk around with fucking foam at the mouth
I'm original, you're copied
I'm a flash drive, you're a floppy
You make like you've got everything, but you're fake
Jack Parow bro I live like a [straatmeit]
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you drink at Ku De Ta and I drink at De Dekke
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you're the gentleman, bro I'm the picture
You think you are cooler than me 'cause I vacation in Hartenbos and you in Quebec
You think you are cooler than me 'cause you got the new issue of One Small Seed
Jack Parow bro I'm a wild cat
You eat caviar and couscous
I drink Klipdrif, you drink Peroni
You've got friends in Sweden, I've got friends in Benoni
I buy all my clothes at the local Pep Stores save more
You buy all your fucking clothes at a store
You only wear fucking polo shirts
Shame, you listen to the Dirty Skirts
My name's Parow, thick heavy [uitgeskollie]
You look like Jeremy de Tollie
Jack Parow, the life of the party
You only wear fucking Issey Miyake
You're too cool for school, I'm [mos kief]
I'm Grasshopper, you're Lacoste Sport
You make the cookie go limp, I raise the roof
Your girl has a picture of my dick on her pencil case
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Something like that, anyway.
posted by goodnewsfortheinsane at 9:39 AM on July 13, 2010 [8 favorites]
I know my sample size is small (this guy and Die Antwoord) but where are the black rappers from South Africa?
posted by thecjm at 10:04 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
posted by thecjm at 10:04 AM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
...surely I reach for my revolver!
Put that gun down and don't call me Shirley.
posted by Splunge at 10:08 AM on July 13, 2010
Put that gun down and don't call me Shirley.
posted by Splunge at 10:08 AM on July 13, 2010
roughly equivalent to the UK's chavs, but with a considerably more retro-80s bent.
So what we really need is someone to put a donk on it.
posted by AkzidenzGrotesk at 11:06 AM on July 13, 2010
So what we really need is someone to put a donk on it.
posted by AkzidenzGrotesk at 11:06 AM on July 13, 2010
Here's my translation of "Die Vraagstuk" (literally translated as "The Piece of the Question"). I have put some explanations in brackets where required.
I want caffeine
I want nicotine
I want my steak raw
I want a girl who will wait when I walk drunk out the bar
I want a single
I want a double
I want a triple without questions
I want a wish machine so that everything I ask for is already there
I want girls without high heels
I want girls without base
I want a girl to stand with me and show everyone
I want real friends, friends who will always stand with me
I want friends who will keep their style
I want my jeans loose
I want my hair one colour
I want a life without drugs because I know what happens
I want drunken inhibition
I want vision and innovation
I want less wannabes and more people with a mission
I want less MTV and more people exploring their psyche
I want fucking people that think for themselves
I want good waves
I want parties on the beach
I want ice cold beer and a joint in my hand
[Chorus]
People are herd animals, it's teamwork that beats here
We don't have the energy to chase after this torch
No questions for these answers
We don't have the energy anymore
I want crosses
I want lables
I want angels
I want devils
I want people with knives
I want people with bibles
I want people who like trip hop
I want people who like trance
I want people who like hip hop and long arm dance (traditional Afrikaans social dance)
I want pretty girls ('poppie' = little doll)
I want gangsters
I want jocks
I want farmers
I want people who drink, vomit and crawl on the floor
I want parties at Evol (arty electro club in Cape Town)
I want parties at The Shack (pool bar frequented by students)
I want parties at Dance Corral (Afrikaans music club - lots of lang arm here)
I want parties in my flat (apartment)
I want Caste (beer)
I want Hunters (apple cider)
I want port
I want wine
I want cane train (cane spirits and softdrinks)
I want bottle of brandy
I want water, I'm thirsty
I want chops
I want sausage
I want people who don't get angry when I mess
I want love
I want hate
I'm happy then I'm angry
I want people who will visit till it's late
I want drinking games where no one ever wins
I want bar where I can drink where no one knows who I am
[Chorus]
Who will stand with me in the cold morning
Who will stand with me as the darkness creeps in
Who will lie in my arms as the turtledoves call
As the son rises searching for fresh blood
Because friends stay friends but eventually you stand alone
When the thunderstorm hits you're standing alone in the rain
When the flood comes you're searching alone for a bridge
I walk dark streets looking for a street light
The only light in the night is the fire from hell
The only friends you have fell long ago
In the dark hours only devils give out drinks
Satan sits with his children and watches the sun rise
[Chorus]
Who will stand with me as the darkness creeps in
We don't have the energy anymore
As the son rises searching for fresh blood
We don't have the energy anymore
When I'm close to death who will sit next to my bed and pray
Who will, in the grey mist, place flowers on my grave
Fuck it, I'm finished worrying
If you want me I'm the guy with the moustache by the bar
posted by PenDevil at 11:10 AM on July 13, 2010 [4 favorites]
I want caffeine
I want nicotine
I want my steak raw
I want a girl who will wait when I walk drunk out the bar
I want a single
I want a double
I want a triple without questions
I want a wish machine so that everything I ask for is already there
I want girls without high heels
I want girls without base
I want a girl to stand with me and show everyone
I want real friends, friends who will always stand with me
I want friends who will keep their style
I want my jeans loose
I want my hair one colour
I want a life without drugs because I know what happens
I want drunken inhibition
I want vision and innovation
I want less wannabes and more people with a mission
I want less MTV and more people exploring their psyche
I want fucking people that think for themselves
I want good waves
I want parties on the beach
I want ice cold beer and a joint in my hand
[Chorus]
People are herd animals, it's teamwork that beats here
We don't have the energy to chase after this torch
No questions for these answers
We don't have the energy anymore
I want crosses
I want lables
I want angels
I want devils
I want people with knives
I want people with bibles
I want people who like trip hop
I want people who like trance
I want people who like hip hop and long arm dance (traditional Afrikaans social dance)
I want pretty girls ('poppie' = little doll)
I want gangsters
I want jocks
I want farmers
I want people who drink, vomit and crawl on the floor
I want parties at Evol (arty electro club in Cape Town)
I want parties at The Shack (pool bar frequented by students)
I want parties at Dance Corral (Afrikaans music club - lots of lang arm here)
I want parties in my flat (apartment)
I want Caste (beer)
I want Hunters (apple cider)
I want port
I want wine
I want cane train (cane spirits and softdrinks)
I want bottle of brandy
I want water, I'm thirsty
I want chops
I want sausage
I want people who don't get angry when I mess
I want love
I want hate
I'm happy then I'm angry
I want people who will visit till it's late
I want drinking games where no one ever wins
I want bar where I can drink where no one knows who I am
[Chorus]
Who will stand with me in the cold morning
Who will stand with me as the darkness creeps in
Who will lie in my arms as the turtledoves call
As the son rises searching for fresh blood
Because friends stay friends but eventually you stand alone
When the thunderstorm hits you're standing alone in the rain
When the flood comes you're searching alone for a bridge
I walk dark streets looking for a street light
The only light in the night is the fire from hell
The only friends you have fell long ago
In the dark hours only devils give out drinks
Satan sits with his children and watches the sun rise
[Chorus]
Who will stand with me as the darkness creeps in
We don't have the energy anymore
As the son rises searching for fresh blood
We don't have the energy anymore
When I'm close to death who will sit next to my bed and pray
Who will, in the grey mist, place flowers on my grave
Fuck it, I'm finished worrying
If you want me I'm the guy with the moustache by the bar
posted by PenDevil at 11:10 AM on July 13, 2010 [4 favorites]
Hey, thanks for the translations PenDevil and goed nieuws for die gekkie!
posted by schyler523 at 11:31 AM on July 13, 2010
posted by schyler523 at 11:31 AM on July 13, 2010
I've loved the song Dans Dans Dans since I saw it on Boing Boing a while back (the video not so much; it's better if you hear the song w/o seeing the video, I think). I wasn't ever able to find a translation of the lyrics, though; is one available yet? Also, I'd like to know what other SA groups are like Parrow and Die Antwoord (but all the "if you like this you'll also like..." type services point me to less hardcore music).
posted by TochterAusElysium at 12:08 PM on July 13, 2010
posted by TochterAusElysium at 12:08 PM on July 13, 2010
This is his homage to 80s culture: I Miss
posted by schyler523 at 1:16 PM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
posted by schyler523 at 1:16 PM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
dobbs: "So even in other languages and countries, rappers can't come up with anything to write about but themselves. Incredible."
I was going to post some lines from "Song of Myself" as a snotty reply, but it turns out Whitman says his name only twice in there. I thought it was more for some reason.
posted by roll truck roll at 4:05 PM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
I was going to post some lines from "Song of Myself" as a snotty reply, but it turns out Whitman says his name only twice in there. I thought it was more for some reason.
posted by roll truck roll at 4:05 PM on July 13, 2010 [1 favorite]
Dans Dans Dans...
English translation
yo, it's jack parow here, fucking better than a chop (barbecued meat) on the fire
fucking dance bro
fucking check it out
here he fucking comes now
hos ya
dance on the speaker
fucking dance on the ground
fucking jump on the tables
fucking mess fucking around
fucking here fucking there
fucking everything is a mess
fucking jack parow bro
fucking dans on the bar
fucking dance by yourself
fucking dance in a group
dance with a six-pack fucking dance with a boep (tummy)
fucking dance on the dance floor
dance around a corner
dance with someone hot (cupe cake)
dance with someone stuck up (cake)
drink till you're drunk
drink till you vomit
drink till you're strong
drink till you're bump
drink with brunettes
drink with blondes
drink with cool kids
drink with scum
jack parow sits on books on a molehill
jack parow shoots lyrics like a headshot
jack parow lets bimbos run around crazy
jack parow leaves all the old ladies with their mouths hanging open
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
watch out, jack parow fucking raps right
anybody, jack parow fucking taps that
jack parow, i can't fucking believe it
jack parow, i've never heard this before
other rappers fucking slit their wrists
party with us we bounce without hassle
sit by the barbeque and cook another sausage
drink my brandy clean cause i don't wanna mess
jack parow doesn't own a porsche
jack parow drives around in a volkswagen
jack parow 'fucks up' if you're not bouncing
jack parow causes chaos
most people don't get the point
jack parow says 'go smoke another joint'
jack parow get's lost in a blur
jack parow was born in the spur (steak joint)
jack parow coughs open mouth
jack parow from the roof to the ground
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
the stupidest thing gives me a headache
rivers of blood flow past my door
all the smoking discolors my fingers
and my bread is buttered on both sides
where did i come from all of a sudden?
my use of language is very catchy
jack parow makes you sta sta sta stutter
parow's penis is as long as a putter
jack parow rolls with cool cats
jack parow drives in cool cars
jack parow from your head to your leg
jack parow is better than sex
jack parow, the best thing since sliced bread
jack parow wants breakfast in bed
jack parow says 'shut your fucking mouth'
jack parow 'it's mother fucking me'
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
posted by Country Dick Montana at 9:13 PM on July 13, 2010 [3 favorites]
English translation
yo, it's jack parow here, fucking better than a chop (barbecued meat) on the fire
fucking dance bro
fucking check it out
here he fucking comes now
hos ya
dance on the speaker
fucking dance on the ground
fucking jump on the tables
fucking mess fucking around
fucking here fucking there
fucking everything is a mess
fucking jack parow bro
fucking dans on the bar
fucking dance by yourself
fucking dance in a group
dance with a six-pack fucking dance with a boep (tummy)
fucking dance on the dance floor
dance around a corner
dance with someone hot (cupe cake)
dance with someone stuck up (cake)
drink till you're drunk
drink till you vomit
drink till you're strong
drink till you're bump
drink with brunettes
drink with blondes
drink with cool kids
drink with scum
jack parow sits on books on a molehill
jack parow shoots lyrics like a headshot
jack parow lets bimbos run around crazy
jack parow leaves all the old ladies with their mouths hanging open
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
watch out, jack parow fucking raps right
anybody, jack parow fucking taps that
jack parow, i can't fucking believe it
jack parow, i've never heard this before
other rappers fucking slit their wrists
party with us we bounce without hassle
sit by the barbeque and cook another sausage
drink my brandy clean cause i don't wanna mess
jack parow doesn't own a porsche
jack parow drives around in a volkswagen
jack parow 'fucks up' if you're not bouncing
jack parow causes chaos
most people don't get the point
jack parow says 'go smoke another joint'
jack parow get's lost in a blur
jack parow was born in the spur (steak joint)
jack parow coughs open mouth
jack parow from the roof to the ground
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
the stupidest thing gives me a headache
rivers of blood flow past my door
all the smoking discolors my fingers
and my bread is buttered on both sides
where did i come from all of a sudden?
my use of language is very catchy
jack parow makes you sta sta sta stutter
parow's penis is as long as a putter
jack parow rolls with cool cats
jack parow drives in cool cars
jack parow from your head to your leg
jack parow is better than sex
jack parow, the best thing since sliced bread
jack parow wants breakfast in bed
jack parow says 'shut your fucking mouth'
jack parow 'it's mother fucking me'
dance dance dance
i want to fucking fucking dance x3
posted by Country Dick Montana at 9:13 PM on July 13, 2010 [3 favorites]
THANKS, Country Dick!!
posted by TochterAusElysium at 12:29 PM on July 14, 2010
posted by TochterAusElysium at 12:29 PM on July 14, 2010
God help me I'm actually considering buying the whole album off of iTunes.
posted by komara at 8:25 PM on July 14, 2010
posted by komara at 8:25 PM on July 14, 2010
Maybe it's because I'm one of the rare people who actually likes the sound of Afrikaans (it's not really a foreign language for me, plus I get the jokes), but I think this guy's absolutely great. Thanks for posting this.
posted by Flashman at 3:19 PM on July 15, 2010 [1 favorite]
posted by Flashman at 3:19 PM on July 15, 2010 [1 favorite]
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