Lyrics RAT BOY – My Name Is Rat Boy
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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 no 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 till 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
Oh, now look at the mess that you make
Runnin’ form the man, with a form in his hand
Step down, son, you know you’re gonna get scared
Here’s another case of a strong backhand
On a sad, bad lad that 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
Blastin’ Wu-Tang from the car
We go drive and run the boulevard
From the crowd to hope the old bastard’s proud
Know what, boy, they don’t give a fuck
Reppin’ Supreme dickies and Chucks
Could wear more, but we need more bucks
Have you seen the price of Independent trucks?
By all mean, 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 basics, who’s left to say to kid?
The breaks don’t work and I need a paycheck
Spray my name, then I drive away
Take the Advil and I still can’t trade
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…
My name is rat boy, rat boy, rat boy
