[Intro: Ntsika Bungane]
Alright kids, I hope you're buckled up
You're now listening to Role Model Radio
The best music, by the worst people
[Verse 1: Ntsika Bungane]
She from the suburbs (No way)
She can't articulate (Yeah)
Don't really dress well, but she wear Alyx (She wear Alyx)
Is it a racial thing?
That's why they pick on me (Uh, okay)
A situation (Oh, yeah), I can't believe (I can't believe)
[Pre-Chorus: Ntsika Bungane]
I can't believe all that shit, all that shit
Whatchu mean?
I'm sad, you sad, you said, "You can't talk to me"
I keep appearances, I'm a celebrity
You say you rich, but not like me
[Chorus: Ntsika Bungane]
Just look around, just look around
Every man for himself (For himself)
Like, what's your name?
No, wait tell, ring a bell?
Man, shut the fuck up
Like, can't you tell?
Like, can't you tell?
It's every man for himself
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
[Verse 2: re6ce]
I know that it's fine
But you said I always, stop lying (Talkin' 'bout)
And I know that you're lying
Talkin' 'bout man, 'cause you know I got higher, huh
I heard you not datin' no more
That's sad, man, he look like me
He just wanted a shot at the score?
That's sad, he could never be me
Been a year, but I'm still in your mouth
Stop talking, keep these things to yourself
Got a couple embarrassing stories
But you know, that I kiss, never tell
Used to call out my dumb shit, bullshit
Never ask me, you know very well
At the end of the day, when no one's around, look
[Chorus: Ntsika Bungane & re6ce]
Just look around, just look around
Every man for himself (For himself)
Like, what's your name?
No, wait tell, ring a bell?
Man, shut the fuck up
Like, can't you tell?
Like, can't you tell?
It's every man for himself
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
[Outro]
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
(It's every man for himself)
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