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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] in gallon [bad word] 
And wipes away my palace
But now I'm sittin lovely off
In wonderland with Alice
With purple people passin me
At the catapillar's chalice
Ha ha, you probably thinking
I'm 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!

Don't let the TV mislead you
Me and you dude we are not equal
 [bad word] you this is for my people
 [bad word] you this is for my people
Don't try to hide like I can't see you
Your parents must've been trans
And so see through
 [bad word] you this is for my people
 [bad word] 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
I'm about securing the wind
I puzzle up my words
While I piece another concoction
Cause I'm 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 it's odd
Because you can't really do
Nuttin to me unless you GOD
But bein that none of you aint him
You can't [bad word] with me
Now watch me erase them
Now [bad word] me see I'm so determined
I'm 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 [bad word] 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

So if you get in my way you know yer done son
You best believe what I say you [bad word] son
 [bad word] you because I do this for my loved ones
 [bad word] you because I do this for my loved ones
You better kneel down
And pray cause where [bad word] from
We goin hard everyday that's how the fights won
 [bad word] you because I do this for my loved ones
 [bad word] 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

Look mom no hands (no hands)
Yer little boys a man  [bad word] 
Everything you said is finally settin in
Trainin wheels fell off and I kept peddling
Now I'm ridin wheelies on this industry
Say the word I'll ghostride
This [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
I Was Brooklyn broke but now I'm upstate rich
Gettin brains from two dames with French accents
Now I mess with local chicks
I get em upstate [bad word] 
You prob thinking I'm 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 can't stand me
Cause my resembelance to prince is uncanny
But [bad word] you this is for my family
 [bad word] you this is for my family
Upstate new york to Miam