I’m Your Boy

Lyrics

Verse 1: Call me Roy, I'm your boy, and I brought my Sword of Seals Nerdy rap appeal - bars are hard to rob, call it "steel" I'm your boy for the job, don't toy with my God The way I'm dishing pain? Give 'em full course meals (Eat up!) Battles heat up when I'm on the field Coming close, center of my sword, greatest strike revealed Swordplay forte, greatest to ever wield When I rap, you already know the deal (Let's go!) Hit 'em with Dancing Blade - Getting hit? That seems lame, Call me Marth Slicing with my Falchion; these dudes swear it's freaking art Uhh! ...gotta give your boy a chance now Sharp bars that'll break your shield, make you pass out Uhh! ...DJ DAX does it fuh rizzay, killin' Villains in illegitimate fashion - fuh rizzay Science to the cut, you can call it dissect Forgive me friends, because I haven't died yet Chorus: If you know I'm your boy, yell fuh rizzay If you wanna get down, yell fuh rizzay If you know I'm your boy, yell fuh rizzay I'm your boy, and I wanna get down - that's fuh rizzay If you know I'm your boy, yell fuh rizzay If you wanna get down, yell fuh rizzay If you know I'm your boy, yell fuh rizzay I'm your boy, and I wanna get down Verse 2: (Man, I'm beating all) opponents, you would think I was a cheater, tossing up my Rhymes, then bring it down, call it Aether, defeat or giving Up: man, I wouldn't take either, on the grid, I'm Leader - super speedy street sweeper Woo, Ike with the strike, woo, Chrom on the song Woo, Silver Sword attacking, woo, steady hack and slashing Woo, let 'em know, Robin and I on the show (double time) Keep it one hunnit, like this, never done it, the Emblem is ready to go You ever seen a girl like Lucina? With such demeanor, hell yeah she's a keeper I'll get rid of ya' for my girl Olivia Get acquainted to my clique: Team Future with the trivia Aye, got Omega Yato, haters, ten cuidado, I don't Play or ever waste my ammo, you mad 'cause you had no, played the Fool like pianos, your death been foreshadowed, God's name always hallowed Corrin be the bae and be the bane of busters beat in battle (You say) you're steady mobbin' with the robbin' like it's Baskin's (Don't) question the skill, I can't leave these haters asking Serving all these rappers, swear y'all gonna need a napkin Galvin brought back son, lyrics always thrashing Lyn for the win, this chica be steady lashing Out on the haters, Mani Katti, she ain't acting Yes, this is America homie, but I'm the Captain (Your) boy for the role, so I'm perfect for the casting Chorus x2