Maarten Vorwerk (born in Rotterdam, April 25, 1980) is a Dutch jump / hards… Read Full Bio ↴Maarten Vorwerk (born in Rotterdam, April 25, 1980) is a Dutch jump / hardstyle / trance / club producer who is famous for tracks such as Cambodia and one half of the duo Jeckyll & Hyde. He has also released records under other aliases such as Spanish Flies, Latin Lovers and David Luca.

He used to have contract with the record Digi Dance Ltd together with DJ Ruthless, but now has his own record label called Square Beats.

Cambodia
Vorwerk Lyrics

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Hey, are you ready? Then get up, let me hear some noise
I see all you motherfuckers bum-rushing the floor tonight
Y'all ready to make this motherfucking place go crazy
Get up, get up, woah, oh, just a minute
I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
Pop, mish, mosh up in the brain, I'm on my cycle
Highways my ways up and down like the Dow Jones
Pass these microphones, I don't exaggerate

Keep it real, only speak about the shit I hate
Hey, you people, just the tudes, attitudes
Lose the attitude, I won't be fucking mad at you
But if you're biting, don't be fighting, kid
I'm sorta liking what you're stealing
That open wound style needs some healing
Jacked up on my flow, I'm glad you know.
Behind the spotlight got the phattest fucking live show
You feel the tension, eyeballs in your socket
Can comprehends how we rock it, you can't stop it
You like the ways that we're living, you need them
Your demo tape, I inspected then ejected
Who survives at the end of the day?
With too much airplay, huh?
I'm gonna keep it all underground
Kansas City, join me
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot? Who's not? Who? Who?
Who's hot? Who's not? Oh, just a minute
I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
Do you feel me, baby? Pop hand grenades
Best describe the impaction, can't get no satisfaction
Take it back, that was you doing back in '82
No need for answers, just a thought of your mental fallout shelter
Helter Skelter, the J while bet you, the beetle upset you
But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda
The kingpin Bizkit, the flows we aren't you
Mental highways, my path you can't stop the unexpected
Check your road block, oh, like water, keep on rolling
'Cause this mic is mine and I'm gonna keep on shining on you
I need your help, Kansas City, get the fuck up
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot? Who's not? Who? Who?

Who's hot? Who's not?
Woah, Cambodia

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Vorwerk's song "Cambodia" are quite difficult to interpret as they have no clear meaning or message. Instead, the song is made up of random phrases, catchy beats, and energetic vocals. The opening lines of the song are a call to action for the audience to get up and dance, and the subsequent lines are essentially a collection of rhymes strung together. Some of the phrases in the song may be interpreted as a critique of society and the music industry, while others are simply nonsense.

The use of random phrases and words in "Cambodia" may be seen as a reflection of the chaotic and unpredictable nature of modern life. The lyrics seem to suggest that even though things may seem confusing and difficult to understand, we should simply embrace the chaos and enjoy the ride. The song's repeated use of the phrase "who's hot, who's not" may be interpreted as a commentary on celebrity culture and the obsession with fame and fortune.

Overall, the lyrics of "Cambodia" are open to interpretation and may mean different things to different people. However, the song's upbeat tempo and catchy beats are sure to get people up and dancing.

Line by Line Meaning

Hey, are you ready? Then get up, let me hear some noise
Let's get this party started and make some noise!

I see all you motherfuckers bum-rushing the floor tonight
I can see that all of you are eager to hit the dance floor tonight.

Y'all ready to make this motherfucking place go crazy
Are you guys ready to go wild and make this place go crazy?

Get up, get up, woah, oh, just a minute
Let's pump up the energy, but hold on for a sec.

I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
You're talking, but I'm not really listening to your words.

Pop, mish, mosh up in the brain, I'm on my cycle
My thoughts are all jumbled up and in chaos, like my menstrual cycle.

Highways my ways up and down like the Dow Jones
My life is like a rollercoaster with highs and lows similar to the Dow Jones stock market index.

Pass these microphones, I don't exaggerate
I'm passing the microphone and I'm truthful, not an exaggerator.

Keep it real, only speak about the shit I hate
I only speak the truth and talk about the things that annoy me.

Hey, you people, just the tudes, attitudes
Hey, everyone, let's drop our attitudes!

Lose the attitude, I won't be fucking mad at you
If you lose your attitude, I won't be angry with you.

But if you're biting, don't be fighting, kid
If you're stealing my style, don't start a fight, young one.

I'm sorta liking what you're stealing
I'm starting to appreciate your stolen style.

That open wound style needs some healing
Your vulnerable style needs to be strengthened.

Jacked up on my flow, I'm glad you know.
I'm in the zone with my rap flow and it's great that you recognize it.

Behind the spotlight got the phattest fucking live show
Behind the scenes, I have the best live show ever!

You feel the tension, eyeballs in your socket
You can feel the energy and excitement building up within you.

Can comprehends how we rock it, you can't stop it
It's hard to understand how amazing we are, and you can't stop our flow.

You like the ways that we're living, you need them
You admire our lifestyle and wish you could have it too.

Your demo tape, I inspected then ejected
I've listened to your demo tape and rejected it.

Who survives at the end of the day?
Who comes out on top at the end of the day?

With too much airplay, huh?
Do you think you're getting too much airplay?

I'm gonna keep it all underground
I'm going to keep my music style true and loyal to the underground rap scene.

Kansas City, join me
Let's go, Kansas City, let's do this together!

What do you know about this, punk?
Hey, punk, do you know anything about this?

Who's hot? Who's not? Who? Who?
Who's popular? Who's not? Who do you think is in and out?

Woah, Cambodia
Wow, Cambodia! (possibly an expression of excitement or surprise)

Do you feel me, baby? Pop hand grenades
Can you relate to me? I'm throwing some explosive sounds your way.

Best describe the impaction, can't get no satisfaction
I can best describe the impact of my music as not being satisfied with the status quo.

Take it back, that was you doing back in '82
Remember that thing you did back in 1982? Let's take it back to those times.

No need for answers, just a thought of your mental fallout shelter
I don't need an answer from you, just imagine what it's like to be in a mental fallout shelter.

Helter Skelter, the J while bet you, the beetle upset you
I'm mixing up some concepts (like the Beatles' 'Helter Skelter' and the rapper Jay-Z's lyrics) to mess with your head.

But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda
I'm chill and easygoing like the character Henry Fonda played in the movie 'Easy Rider.'

The kingpin Bizkit, the flows we aren't you
I'm the leader (kingpin) of this rap group and our flow is unique compared to other rappers.

Mental highways, my path you can't stop the unexpected
My thoughts are like highways, and you can't stop me from taking unexpected turns.

Check your road block, oh, like water, keep on rolling
If you encounter obstacles, don't let them stop you. Keep moving like water flowing around rocks.

'Cause this mic is mine and I'm gonna keep on shining on you
This microphone is mine, and I'm going to continue to make great music and shine for all to see.

I need your help, Kansas City, get the fuck up
I need your help to make this a great show, so get up and dance!

Who's hot? Who's not? Who? Who?
Who's popular? Who's not? Who do you think is in and out?

Who's hot? Who's not? Oh, just a minute
Wait, let's think about who's really popular and who's not for just a sec.

I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
You're still talking, but I'm still not listening.

Writer(s): Marty Wilde, Ricky Wilde

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