Roy G. Biv
Eric Armitage
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Back in high school, I told the world that I'm a get it Popeye without the spinach, I'm flex quick, then dip And I'ma grab my drink and sip it, I'll be right there in a minute Little Eric starin' at his crush's pair of tits like "woohoo!" Holler at her, "yoohoo!" - just like the chocolate drink I never gave a single "f*ck" what all ya'll would think Even if I got the "Oh brother. This guy stinks!" Yeah, I've heard it by them ever since burpin' and tryin' Gerber sizes Even when the priest was in church and he tried to circumcise me He was like "this baby's got tougher skin than I first surmised" And then I grew up and learned the ways of wrappin' these circles 'round them Lift off, get off of my dick, let me strap this condom on me Just fasten seatbelts when I'm rappin', yeah, you heard the pilot And if you need help, get the flight attendant pacin' by, then Just me, myself, and I talkin', so when I'm walkin' outside And if you see me smilin' - it's probably at an insane asylum Crazy - that ain't the word for it You want something, better work for it They can laugh, they can jeer, get them raps outta here Sticks and stones, bitch, throw some dirt on it Crazy - I ain't crazy, you crazy Crazy - Man, I ain't crazy, you crazy Crazy - Man, I ain't crazy, you crazy F*ck you! "You got some colorful language, young man." Fuckin' bitch, I'm Roy - G. Biv, and I'ma always be pissed If you don't wanna tell me what your really think of me, shit Alright, then, keep your secrets I'ma rock 'em, sock 'em, comin' from a city that God's forgotten Fuckin' shitty, what a pity I escaped, watch me blossom Like the flowers that my mama used to pick in the garden She had a son that grew up screwed up, now he's pickin' a target That kid is retarded, he shoulda been a mission aborted I'm blackin' out with every bar until my visions distorted I spit it, record it, I maybe have a drinkin' disorder Because I woke up feelin' just a little twisted this morning Like bluh, luh, luh, luh - and all these dudes are envious, so can we just Maybe practice rapping more instead of postin' selfie pics? Content - am I worried 'bout content? Addison Rae is postin' pictures of her titties and you gon' ask me 'bout some content? We should talk some consent Either way, I'm likin' it and dissin' her all at the same time Cuz you never know what's happenin' up in my dang mind Chattin' while we're sippin' wine You just heard it through the grapevine I'm up next so baby, come say hi I'm supplyin' all your days with nothin' but great vibes I stay fly - I don't gotta explain why Until the day I die, I'ma always remain high Okay, bye
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