Gym Class Heroes

Cool and Dre (this is)

You silly for this one

It’s Travie (why you doin this to me)



I started rappin back in the class scribbling tracks

In hopes that one of my jokes would have the pretty young things laughin

The chubby little bastard with a nack for little debbies snacks

But what I lacked in looks I made up for it in passion

No advance and plus we make it happen

Your conscience more obnoxious then that laughy Taffy snappin

Goodbye yesterdays rags

Hello high fashion

Hands before you’s a man that built a castle with sand

With no regards for tidelwaves and finally established

Til the water comes in gallon drums and wipes away my palace

But now im sittin lovely off in wonderland with Alice

With purple people passin me at the catapillar’s chalice

Ha ha, you probably thinking im wrong right?

Like I should quit writing these songs right?

Tell you what..do it better I just might

Take it back to 86 you wanna lick, sike!



Chorus

Don’t let the TV mislead you

Me and you dude we are not equal

Fuck you this is for my people

Fuck you this is for my people

Don’t try to hide like I cant see you

Your parents must’ve been trans and so see through

Fuck you this is for my people

Fuck you this is for my people

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down



Busta Rhymes



Before I utter words and before I start to begin

Let me make sure you clear im about securing the wind

I puzzle up my words while I piece another concoction

Cause im stubborn with the thought that failure was never an option

I grinds like a carpenter until my caleceous’s bleed

With the passion from my heart to the many mouths that I feed

That’s why I look at most of you stupid I know its odd

Because you can’t really do nuttin to me unless you GOD

But bein that none of you aint him….you can’t fuucck with me now watch me erase them

Now trust me see im so determined

im walkin through the heap of gauntlets while the fire is burnin

Or how the tires turning on the rim of the V

I laugh and shake it off the shiiit they be doin to me

Wit all the yappin and talking and so and so think that you can ever stop the kid

OH NO

Chorus

So if you get in my way you know yer done son

You best believe what I say you better run son

Fuck you because I do this for my loved ones

Fuck you because I do this for my loved ones

You better kneel down and pray cause where I come from

We goin hard everyday that’s how the fights won

Fuck you because I do this for my loved ones

Fuck you because I do this for my loved ones

Put up the peace sign, put the index down

Put up the peace sign, put the index down

Put up the peace sign, put the index down

Put up the peace sign, put the index down



Travis



Look mom no hands

Yer little boys a man

Everything you said is finally settin in

Trainin wheels fell off and I kept peddling

Now im ridin wheelies on this industry

Say the word I’ll ghostride this bittcch instantly

Good lookin pop on the strength that you givin me

Wasn’t for you Gym Class would be history

I’m on my upstate shiitt

I Was Brooklyn broke but now im upstate rich

Gettin brains from two dames with French accents

Now I mess with local chicks I get em upstate shiiit

You prob thinking im wrong right?

Like I should quit writtin these songs right?

Tell you what do it better I just might

Take it back to 86 you want a lick, sike!



Now it’s a lot of yall that cant stand me

Cause my resembelance to prince is uncanny

But fuck you this is for my family

Fuck you this is for my family

Upstate new york to Miami

Up late recording in my jammies

I do it for my family

Fuck you this is for my family

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

Put up your peace sign, put your index down