Lirik Lagu Peace Sign / Index Down - Gym Class Heroes
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Gym Class HeroesCool and Dre (this is)You silly for this oneIt's Travie (why you doin this to me)
I started rappin back in the classScribbling tracksIn hopes that one of my jokesWould have the pretty young things laughinThe chubby little bastardWith a nack for little debbies snacksBut what I lacked in looksI made up for it in passionNo advance and plus we make it happenYour conscience more obnoxiousThen that laughy Taffy snappinGoodbye yesterdays ragsHello high fashionHands before you's a manThat built a castle with sandWith no regards for tidelwavesAnd finally establishedTil the water comes in gallon drumsAnd wipes away my palaceBut now I'm sittin lovely offIn wonderland with AliceWith purple people passin meAt the catapillar's chaliceHa ha, you probably thinkingI'm wrong right?Like I should quitWriting these songs right?Tell you what do it betterI just mightTake it back to 86You wanna lick, sike!
Don't let the TV mislead youMe and you dude we are not equalFuck you this is for my peopleFuck you this is for my peopleDon't try to hide like I can't see youYour parents must've been transAnd so see throughFuck you this is for my peopleFuck you this is for my peoplePut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index down
[Busta Rhymes]Before I utter wordsAnd before I start to beginLet me make sure you clearI'm about securing the windI puzzle up my wordsWhile I piece another concoctionCause I'm stubborn with the thoughtThat failure was never an optionI grinds like a carpenterUntil my caleceous's bleedWith the passion from my heartTo the many mouths that I feedThat's why I look at most of youStupid I know it's oddBecause you can't really doNuttin to me unless you GODBut bein that none of you aint himYou can't fuck with meNow watch me erase themNow trust me see I'm so determinedI'm walkin through the heap of gauntletsWhile the fire is burninOr how the tiresTurning on the rim of the VI laugh and shake it offThe shit they be doin to meWit all the yappin and talkingAnd so and so thinkThat you can ever stop the kidOH NO
So if you get in my way you know yer done sonYou best believe what I say you better run sonFuck you because I do this for my loved onesFuck you because I do this for my loved onesYou better kneel downAnd pray cause where I come fromWe goin hard everyday that's how the fights wonFuck you because I do this for my loved onesFuck you because I do this for my loved onesPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index down
Look mom no hands (no hands)Yer little boys a man (goddamn)Everything you said is finally settin inTrainin wheels fell off and I kept peddlingNow I'm ridin wheelies on this industrySay the word I'll ghostrideThis bitch instantlyGood lookin pop on the strength that you givin meWasn't for you Gym Class would be historyI'm on my upstate shitI Was Brooklyn broke but now I'm upstate richGettin brains from two dames with French accentsNow I mess with local chicksI get em upstate shitYou prob thinking I'm wrong right?Like I should quit writtin these songs right?Tell you what do it better I just mightTake it back to 86 you want a lick, sike!
Now it's a lot of yall that can't stand meCause my resembelance to prince is uncannyBut fuck you this is for my familyFuck you this is for my familyUpstate new york to MiamiUp late recording in my jammiesI do it for my familyFuck you this is for my familyPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index down
I started rappin back in the classScribbling tracksIn hopes that one of my jokesWould have the pretty young things laughinThe chubby little bastardWith a nack for little debbies snacksBut what I lacked in looksI made up for it in passionNo advance and plus we make it happenYour conscience more obnoxiousThen that laughy Taffy snappinGoodbye yesterdays ragsHello high fashionHands before you's a manThat built a castle with sandWith no regards for tidelwavesAnd finally establishedTil the water comes in gallon drumsAnd wipes away my palaceBut now I'm sittin lovely offIn wonderland with AliceWith purple people passin meAt the catapillar's chaliceHa ha, you probably thinkingI'm wrong right?Like I should quitWriting these songs right?Tell you what do it betterI just mightTake it back to 86You wanna lick, sike!
Don't let the TV mislead youMe and you dude we are not equalFuck you this is for my peopleFuck you this is for my peopleDon't try to hide like I can't see youYour parents must've been transAnd so see throughFuck you this is for my peopleFuck you this is for my peoplePut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index down
[Busta Rhymes]Before I utter wordsAnd before I start to beginLet me make sure you clearI'm about securing the windI puzzle up my wordsWhile I piece another concoctionCause I'm stubborn with the thoughtThat failure was never an optionI grinds like a carpenterUntil my caleceous's bleedWith the passion from my heartTo the many mouths that I feedThat's why I look at most of youStupid I know it's oddBecause you can't really doNuttin to me unless you GODBut bein that none of you aint himYou can't fuck with meNow watch me erase themNow trust me see I'm so determinedI'm walkin through the heap of gauntletsWhile the fire is burninOr how the tiresTurning on the rim of the VI laugh and shake it offThe shit they be doin to meWit all the yappin and talkingAnd so and so thinkThat you can ever stop the kidOH NO
So if you get in my way you know yer done sonYou best believe what I say you better run sonFuck you because I do this for my loved onesFuck you because I do this for my loved onesYou better kneel downAnd pray cause where I come fromWe goin hard everyday that's how the fights wonFuck you because I do this for my loved onesFuck you because I do this for my loved onesPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index downPut up the peace sign, put the index down
Look mom no hands (no hands)Yer little boys a man (goddamn)Everything you said is finally settin inTrainin wheels fell off and I kept peddlingNow I'm ridin wheelies on this industrySay the word I'll ghostrideThis bitch instantlyGood lookin pop on the strength that you givin meWasn't for you Gym Class would be historyI'm on my upstate shitI Was Brooklyn broke but now I'm upstate richGettin brains from two dames with French accentsNow I mess with local chicksI get em upstate shitYou prob thinking I'm wrong right?Like I should quit writtin these songs right?Tell you what do it better I just mightTake it back to 86 you want a lick, sike!
Now it's a lot of yall that can't stand meCause my resembelance to prince is uncannyBut fuck you this is for my familyFuck you this is for my familyUpstate new york to MiamiUp late recording in my jammiesI do it for my familyFuck you this is for my familyPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index downPut up your peace sign, put your index down
