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fly guy (rap) - fly guy rap lyrics

[hook]
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!

[verse 1]
hey, you see there was once a boy called give-me-some-roy, he was nothin’ like me or you
because laying back and just getting high was all he ever cared to do
you see, give-me-some-roy sat down in the cellar sniffin’ some airplane glue
and when he finished with the glue he smoked banana peels which then was the thing to do
he said “man this high is really a wack, and so i better find ‘nother way”
and then he sat in the corner started saying to himself “you know i got a smoke a j today”
he tried smoking marijuana and a little dust
but when the reefer didn’t do you know the dust he couldn’t trust
so he tried lsd and then some thc but it didn’t quite do the trick
and when the poppers and the reds nearly bust his head then he ate mushrooms that made him sick
now don’t you know, i got that beat
and i’ma get on down just to rock your feet
’cause you’ve been sittin’ in your seat, gotta pat your feet
sho’ ’nuff to my what, to my funky beat
now i’m fly guy and i’ll get you by
if n0body else gives you a try
said i’m in your mind and i’m in your ear
and i can get on down in your atmosphere
now don’t you know, i got finesse
’cause i ripped the ‘s’ off of superman’s chest
said me and superman had a fight
i hit him in the head with some kryptonite
and i know that you know he was out of sight
i digged into his mind like a dynamite
so wind up the joint, screw your wig on tight
and i’ll tell you a little story about dolemite
at the age of one, we had some fun
at the age of two, i rocked with boogaloo sue
at the age of three, i set you free
at the age of four, i gave you a little more
at the age of five, i made you live
at the age of six, i said i gave you a mix
at the age of seven, took you to heaven
at the age of eight, i said i made it great
at the age of nine, i rocked your behind
at the age of ten, i did it again
i said a-don’t you know, i got that beat
and i’ma get on down in a disco heat
and just get off your job, get your check
and then come on down to my discotheque
and we can check out my man, fly guy
sho’ ’nuff [?] just a gettin’ you high
i said i got a little story i want you to know
’cause i’m rockin’ to the beat in stereo
now i want all of you to listen all you gals and cats
about a groove people know by the name of bubba fats
see bubba fats was a man big and tall, he was sittin’ on a mountain top
and then the mountain was so high that it could reach the sky and if you climb you will surely drop
you see give-me-some-roy tried over and over, tryin’ to make it to the top
and like so many other people who attempted to climb, you know he definitely had to drop
you see give-me-some-roy tried over and over, to make this [?]
he said i got the [?] and i got this high and i’m here to rock the best
now give-me-some-roy said to the guru i wonder what the perfect high
about [?] people [?] people know i just got to ride
’cause i got the beat, i got control
and i want the [?] rock my soul
you see i want them to know about the perfect high
because i’m here just to rock it with fly guy
don’t you know that i got the juice
and i’ma get on down as i bust it loose
come on y’all and let’s [?]
and just get on down at the disco [?]
the guru said the high that you seek is not found on any drug or shelf
and if you really want to know about the ultimate high you got to find deep in yourself

[hook]
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!

[instrumental break]

[outro]
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!
the perfect high, the perfect high, the perfect high!

- fly guy rap lyrics

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