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 when I'm four minutes late
Step down, son, you know you're gonna get scared
This the 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
As we go driving on the Boulevard
Notice us 'cause the shit's so loud
From the crowd I hope we about the clout
Pull up boy we 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 unsung
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
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
Rat Boy
Rat Boy...