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Gym Class Heroes Lyrics

Let the bass make your spine jerk, drums make your ears hurt,
The music is so good it makes you physically react and feel it in your body.

Hear me deliverin' this phat ass verse, been puttin' in work,
I have worked hard on this song and am proud of what I created.

Eventually I'll master the craft and sit back, grab the phone and tell the boss to kiss my ass,
One day I will become so successful that I won't have to answer to anyone and I'll be able to do what I want.

You won't see me in the mornin', 8 o'clock on the button, I'll be on the lake fishin', blazin' fire with my cousin,
I value my personal time and enjoy spending it doing outdoor activities with family.

As I become one with the fish, Collect my thoughts for a bit until I'm ready to spit,
Fishing is a way for me to clear my mind and get ready to create new music.

Pick up my celly and shit, then proceed to hit up my kids And connect 'em voice dialed through sprint, I tell 'em meet me at the spot with some hot ish,
I reach out to my kids and instruct them to join me with some new music to share.

They say 'Jimmy you got lyrics?', SON I GOT THIS!! Continuously the past two days kid I been writin', Had to polish my game to make the stage show excitin',
I've been working on new lyrics non-stop to make sure I put on an incredible performance for my fans.

It's frightenin', while y'all hang loose we keep it tightened, Y'all talk like thunder, we show and prove like lightnin' ,
We are skilled and precise in our music while others talk big but can't back it up.

Aight then, why you always hatin' on me? I'm doin' my thing on stage, I make the crowds move for free,
People misunderstand and hate on my success, but I'm able to entertain and energize crowds without charging them anything.

I ain't getting' paid nothin', so why you frontin'? With all that hard talkin' you're about to start something
People talk big but don't understand the hard work put in and the lack of monetary compensation.

You don't really wanna get into, I'll disassemble your nose, and possibly puncture a lung too, With a one then a two combination you're through, Blows from my Timberland boots leave you bruised like bad fruit,
Don't mess with me or I'll physically harm you with my words and actions to the point of severely injuring you.

I might be white, but I still possess the skills To rip mic's, when I'm sober, when I'm schwilled I keep it real, With my vocabulary spills I'm ill, like L, with lyrical skill, Like Hyundai cause I Accel,
Despite being white, my talent on the mic is undeniable and I excel in delivering lyrics with precision and skill.

Whack competitors get whaced if their style's an act, It's been a long time but I'm back on the GCH track,
Those who fake their style and skill will get called out and eliminated, and I am returning to my roots as a Gym Class Hero.

I speak on fact while most of y'all cat's be preachin' fiction, The way you rhyme and live in life's a contradiction,
I am honest and truthful in my music while others fake their lifestyles and words, creating contradictions.

You need to listen closely to the words I speak, Also get accustomed used to the word defeat,
Listen to what I'm saying and learn from it, including the reality of losing and failing.

Bless beats like a Roman priest from dusk 'til dawn, My written flow be holy water, I spray shit 'til your gone... Extra, Extra...Read all about it,
I create music that is powerful and impactful, like holy water, and I want people to take notice of it and spread the word.

You takin' us out kid, I highly doubt it, When live wires connect they cause a surge, That electrocutes your ears the illest shit you ever heard.
I don't believe anyone can take me down, and when I perform live it's an electrifying experience that leaves audiences amazed.

Ring the alarm, cause Travie Won is shining, Ring the alarm, cause I've begun refining, Ring the alarm, cause GCH is coming, Ring the alarm, and hear the drummer drumming,
We are making a comeback and our music is better than ever, with Travie Won leading the way and the drummer setting the beat.

Ring Ring the alarm, bring it back to react and respond, I'll Pierce your teflon vest with Double O's like James Bond,
Alert everyone and be ready to react because I'm coming in strong, like James Bond taking down enemies with precision and skill.

Me say 'Mon, it be no problem', like a Jamaican, You ought never to try and compare this to you because you fakin'
I'm so confident in my skills that I brush off comparisons to others, like a laidback Jamaican.

You must have been so severely mistaken, If Hip-Hop today's a yard full of leaves, its time for rakin', Ain't no time for playin', pay attention to these words I'm sayin', 'Cause these might be the feet which to whom you will be prayin'
You're wrong if you think the current state of hip-hop is acceptable; it's time to clean it up and take it seriously. Take note of my words and consider me the one you look up to.

Verbal slayin', the last be first, first shall be last, In like 2 point 5 I get medieval on your ass,
I am skilled at verbally destroying my competitors, and even those who were previously on top will fall behind me. It takes no time for me to defeat them.

Play on the grass, but you know you're bound to step in doo-doo, Never no need to front, cause we don't be frontin' like you do,
People who think they're better than me will eventually make a misstep and mess up, and I don't need to pretend to be something I'm not like they do.

On some real shit, you don't wanna do nothin' now do you? So screw you, we're true warriors like Shaka Zulu, With that juice, not like Tupac's Bishop but Desmond Tutu,
You don't actually want to get into a confrontation with me, and I'll stand up for what's right like famous warriors and leaders like Shaka Zulu and Desmond Tutu.

And there you have it, most of y'all be quick to speak on Travis, Not even knowin' the full capabilities of his madness, You thought you had this, when you can't even come near me, In fact just you thinking that shit is kinda scary,
People underestimate Travie Won and myself, and it's scary how little they know about our potential and talent.

I'm leavin' heads Gratefully Dead like Jerry. Everything's in the process, mad stress no rest, You could test but you'll never ever penetrate this lyrical crest,
I am leaving my listeners amazed and relaxed like the legendary band Grateful Dead, but my creative process causes stress and lack of rest. Despite this, no one can top my lyrical ability.

I'm armor, you'll get slapped with this fat rosey palm, Ask your mama, about that last soap opera drama, Son I'm wicked, do you want a first class ticket, To a beatin', show your ass and I'm inclined to kick it,
I am tough and will physically harm those who cross me, but I also have a humorous side and can make fun of soap operas. If someone wants to challenge me, they'll face the consequences.

Keep it real, that's just another bum ass deal, Sometimes I feel it makes me get a little crazy like seal, But I'm survivin', ain't drivin' cause I just got my license,
I believe in being honest and true, and sometimes the stress of fame can drive me a little crazy. But I'm still persevering and learning new things, like how to drive with my new license.

All I got to my name is lint, a Herkimer diamond, and 79 cents, And a mountain bike that's just about as broke as my pockets, I'm broke to the point that I'm about to pull my own eye sockets,
Despite my success, I don't have much money to my name and am struggling financially. It's so bad that I'm considering doing harm to myself out of frustration and desperation.

But there's more to life than just them new Jordan's, and right now I'm rockin' anything my Dad's affordin', I come complete Whole like Vitamin D, while cat's just Skim the surface, If 2% is real the other 98 is nervous,
Material possessions aren't everything, and I'm grateful for what I have. I am a complete and genuine person, while others only pretend to be something they're not. There's a small percentage of people who are real, and the rest are fake and nervous.

Open your eyes, take off them shades you ain't the secret service, Don't be surprised, realize that 'No disguise' can hide your worthless,
People need to wake up and see that they're not as important or secretive as they think they are. Nobody can hide their true worthlessness regardless of how they present themselves.

I've tried and cried a million times to find my sole purpose, I've tried and cried a million times to find my soul purpose.
I've struggled to understand my purpose in life and have been emotionally affected by it, but I'm still searching and trying to find my true calling.