YAATIE

Yaatie: A Journey Through Life's Realities
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Lyrics

1991 when everything began and I came out the womb kicking, screaming

Refers to the year 1991, the artist's birth year, and the beginning of his life.

Moved in with Witteboome suburb where they drug dealing

Describes moving to Witteboome suburb where there's a presence of drug dealing.

I got lots of brasse looking at the prison ceilings

Expresses the artist's association with people in prison and their struggles.

This is not emotion no so do not Koppel feelings

Emphasizes that the lyrics are not driven by emotion, so one should not confuse them with personal feelings.

Everyone has a story so who the hell cares

Highlights the universal nature of everyone having a unique story.

I was fresh prince but I didn’t live in Bel-Air

Mentions being like the "Fresh Prince" but not living in Bel-Air (contrasting with the TV show).

Used to make me spikes yes I tried to gel hair

Recalls trying hairstyles and experimenting with appearance, specifically using gel for hair spikes.

Started selling nikes Sieka had like 12 pairs

Describes selling Nike shoes, mentioning a person named Sieka who had a significant number of pairs.

How you gonna tell me I’m a fake and I’m a fraud

Challenges accusations of being fake or a fraud, highlighting the power of the pen over physical violence.

When you know the pen is much more mighty than the sword

Reiterates the strength of words (pen) over material possessions (sword).

I don’t pop no molly’s I don’t rock no Tom Fords

States the artist's avoidance of drug use and high-end fashion.

I Just do karate on the mic I’m Jean-Claude

Expresses the artist's proficiency in lyrical combat, comparing it to Jean-Claude Van Damme's martial arts skills.

They tell I should be on snapchat I should tweet more

Mentions social media platforms (Snapchat, Twitter) and the artist's preference for being on the streets with "street lords."

The problem is I’m on the corner with the street lords

Highlights the artist's presence on the streets despite societal expectations.

They ask me who I am and I say I’m Rick James

Identifies as Rick James, a persona that precedes an impending revelation or action.

Right before I really wys them what’s my nickname

Suggests a nickname reveal or a significant statement following the identification as Rick James.

I’m Yaatie Yaatie

Repetition of the chorus asserting the artist's identity as "Yaatie" and acknowledgment from the community.

You know he’s a laanie

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Probably know your sister and your taanie

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My bru his name Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

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Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies

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They say they know Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

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Probably know your sister and your taanie

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My bru his name Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

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Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies

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They say they know Yaatie

Community affirmation of knowing "Yaatie."

Grandma gave me coins I put it in a money box

Recollection of childhood experiences, including receiving coins from grandma, spending them at a barbershop, and encountering violence.

Saved a couple pennies I spent it at the babi shop

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I found out the stabbed him and my body felt a shock

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I realise these aren’t fairy tales and Goldilocks

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6 years old in Ocean View I got the chicken pox

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Brasse broke into my house they good at picking locks

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Music permi playing you could hear the boom-box

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A naughty little laatie just like Riley Boondocks

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I had a crazy life if I think and backtrack

Reflects on the artist's uncle's troubled life and upbringing in the ghetto.

My uncle was a skelem he was smoking mandrax

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When he walked in everybody used to stand back

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He grew up in the ghetto breakfast wasn’t flapjacks

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I just wanna show you who was in my family tree

Expresses the artist's family background, loss of the father, and disagreement with the mother about the father's legacy.

I had to good parents one of them was absentee

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My daddy passed away and so I’m saying RIP

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My mommy hates his name but I have to disagree

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I’m Yaatie Yaatie

Repetition of the chorus confirming "Yaatie's" identity and recognition from various sources.

You know he’s a laanie

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Probably know your sister and your taanie

-

My bru his name Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

-

Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies

-

They say they know Yaatie Yaatie

-

You know he’s a laanie

-

Probably know your sister and your taanie

-

My bru his name Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

-

Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies

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They say they know Yaatie

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Uh Riyad

Repetition of "Riyad" as a rhythmic element and reinforcement of "Yaatie's" identity.

Uh Riyad

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Uh Riyad

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Uh Riyad

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Riyad

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My bru his name Yaatie Yaatie

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You know he’s a laanie

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Probably know your sister and your taanie

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My bru he's name Yaatie

Final affirmation of "Yaatie's" identity and a potential reference to the artist's friend with the name "Yaatie."

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