Cassper Nyovest – Isinkwa (feat. Pro Kid) Lyrics

Isinkwa

Cassper Nyovest (feat. Pro Kid)

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"Isinkwa." - Cassper Nyovest (feat. Pro Kid)

Friday, 23 October 2026, 04:35 pm

Album: A.M.N (Any Minute Now) [Deluxe Edition]

Track No: 17

Kuvuk' ilokishi, fede bade!
'Mangaba awugcwali mpintshi, harde!
All I got is that what's out there
Bathi isinkwa sinyukile, aw'nginikez' istebhisi
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Kuvuk' ilokishi, fede bade!
'Mangaba awugcwali mpintshi, harde!
All I got is that what's out there
Bathi isinkwa sinyukile, aw'nginikez' istebhisi
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Yeah, ntwana ya lefika, Refiloe ka leina
Bang' cava ka dipina, ba nkgafa ka diclipa
Ke tlile Jozi go phanda borotho for magriza
So ha punchline e pala, ke betsa cleva ka thipa
So either way, na ke go tswa mo ke popile
Monna ke bopile di corner ke potile
Ke ba shebile, ba iketsa nkare ba khohliwe
Ha lea re kenya mona, lea cava lotlhe re force-itse
We took the game by force, it wasn't easy
Got a couple of things I lost
Like my mind kinda loco but it ain't my fault
Shit is costly, but I charged it to the game, of course
I mean, it's nothing ha ke dibala
I know I bag the punch like Matlala
And now the babies wanna holla, madala
Ke stara, kea dibala, ke dlala Liverpool
Ha ke le teng bana ba sala
Mapara ana wanna see me dead and buried in the park
But don't know how to do it, so they punching in the dark
Uh-uh papa, you never ever had the spark
Or the heart, just play your part
I grew up listening to PRO and H
The only thing that's fresher than my flow is my cake
And ey, I know they hating on the Gram, but I realize
That I never meet these haters in real life
Kuvuk' ilokishi, fede bade! (Where they at?)
'Mangaba awugcwali mpintshi, harde! (Think about it)
All I got is that what's out there
Bathi isinkwa sinyukile, aw'nginikez' istebhisi
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Yeah, we come a long way
And I did not come here to play
Take all that small talk away
I'm a boss, motherfucker
The Bentley drives too smooth, I'm uncouth
When I floss, motherfuckers wanna talk
Motherfuckers never saw my vision before
I remember having to force motherfuckers
But I've always had the right plan
So I never have to work for a white man
I own every single piece of this license
**** playing catch up with my cheese, it's a crisis
I got the Midas touch, maybe they hate me for my AP
My bitch is priceless, and plus I'm too wavy
Fede, mo spacing, ke tellwa ke malaaite a jutilweng ke States
Ba feta mo staging, I've been there, and I've done that
Even though I will run laps around these ****
I still treat them like bana ba mme
I'm always somewhere fucking bitches you can't get
No half-tigers, always keep it a hundred
Sun sets with yellow Lambos parked in the streets
(History, ****!)
Ain't no **** go harder than this, take a picture
You're looking at a legend in the making
Made it through the matrix, still keep to the basics
Black on black Benz's you could swear that we racist
Secret locations, you can't locate us, my ****!
Kuvuk' ilokishi, fede bade!
'Mangaba awugcwali mpintshi, harde! (Let me hear that)
All I got is that what's out there
Bathi isinkwa sinyukile, aw'nginikez' istebhisi
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande
Ng'vele ngis'lande, ng'vele ngis'lande

Writer(s): Refiloe Phoolo & Linda Mkhize.

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