Gym Class Heroes - Peace Sign / Index Down - feat. Busta Rhymes текст песни

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, I had the pretty young things laughin'

The chubby little bastard with a knack for little Debbie snacks

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

No advance and plus we make it happen

In your conscience more obnoxious

Then that laughy Taffy snappin'

Goodbye yesterday′s rags, hello, high fashion

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

With no regards for tidal waves and finally established

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

But now I'm sittin′ lovely off in wonderland with Alice

With purple people passin' me at the caterpillar′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 eighty six, you wanna lick, sike

Don′t let the TV mislead you

Me and you, dude, we are not equal

Fuck 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

Fuck you, this is for my people

Put up your peace sign, put your index down

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 ain′t him

You can′t fuck with me, now watch me erase them

Now trust 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 shit they be doin' to me

With 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 you're done, son

You best believe what I say, you better run, son

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 fight's won

Fuck you because I do this for my loved ones

Put up the peace sign, put the index down

Look, mom, no hands

Yer little boy′s a man

(Yeah, damn)

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 ghost ride this bitch 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 shit

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 shit

You prob'ly thinking I′m wrong, right?

Like I should quit writin' these songs, right?

Tell you what, do it better I just might

Take it back to eighty six, you want a lick, sike

Now it's a lot of y′all that can′t stand me

'Cause my resemblance 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

Busta Rhymes , Gym Class Heroes - Peace Sign / Index Down - feat. Busta Rhymes

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