My Name Is Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy
I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy

I seem a little crazy 'cause the thought on my mind
I got the money in the bag but I'm doin' it fine
I got people comin' for me and I don't know why
I got friends that got my back 'til the day that I die, so
Don't step to me, it'll get complex
Don't tell me what time I got, so fuck your Rolex
People givin' shit but never can take
I see you and I know that you're fake
You're just at stake, give it a break
Ah, now look at the mess that you make
Runnin' from the man [?] four minutes time
Step down, son, you know you're gonna get scared
[?] novocaine or a strong backhand
You're a sad, bad lad, man you'll never understand

I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy
I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy
I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy
I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy

Blasting Wu-Tang from the car
Regal Drive on the boulevard Boulevard
Notice us 'cause the shit's so loud
From the crowd the whole [?] proud
[?] boy that don't give a fuck
Reppin' Supreme, Dickies and Chucks
Doin' more but we need more bucks
Have you seen the crop of independent chumps?
By all means, I don't mean to diss
Just shoutin' out my favorite shit
Long ago, who would've known
I'd be the master of a microphone
Back to back sequels left [?]
Get a break from work and I need a paycheck
Spray my name, then I drive away
Spend me a deal on a smoke out tray

I switch, flip the beat up live
My name is Rat Boy (Rat Boy, Rat Boy)
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