Gym Class Heroes

[fox69]

"Nil-Nil-Draw"

"Nil-Nil-Draw"



I’m a lover not a fighter but every night you decide to start some shit
I’m sick and tired of being so sick and tired
Comin’ home from tour you yelling before I get through the door
With that so and so said this and that
Why you still with me for?
Goin’ through my phone I made you feel like a fool
Screaming, "Who the fuck is Alex"?
When Alexander’s my dude
Sometimes I think you do it simply cause you’re bored
If you really loved me we’d be making love not war
But you’d rather waste the little time we do have
Going back and forth
Are you sorry now? Well too bad!
I can’t believe I wasted all this fucking time
Instead of fighting with you I could have been writing rhymes or...
Hanging out with Stitch and watchin’ "Up" or something

You never tried to meet me halfway
You played these little immature ass ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool and
Now you think you’re coming back to me
But that’s something that I just don’t see

I thought this was forever the thought of leaving you never
But you gotta kick rocks cause your screaming’s leaving my head hurt
Before you go there’s something that you should know
I’m taking everything I bought and you better leave me my red shirt
Don’t even think of twisting this to make it my fault
Or try to tell me you forgot to take your Midol
Cause you ain’t blaming this one on your period
And you can save the song and dance cause I’m gone, period!
Huh? What? Wait? Nope I’m not hearing it
The crash dummy final grabbed the wheel and now he’s steering it
Oh, dear God… what a disaster
And I probably shoulda done something faster
Wait, you know what? You can kiss my ass
You’ve been dropped from the label and I’m keepin’ your masters
"Travie you’re a bastard!"
Call me what you want to
Whatever makes you feel better, I don’t want you
P.S. I froze all your accounts and uh… leave that ring on the counter

You never tried to meet me halfway
You played these little immature ass ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool man
Now you think you’re coming back to me
But that’s something that I just don’t see

You never tried to meet me halfway
You played these little immature ass ga-ay-aymes
I tried to be the best man I can but you were too dumb to understand
That I can have any girl but I stayed with you
I guess everybody plays the foo-ooh-ool man
Now you think you’re coming back to me
But that’s something that I just don’t see
Now you think you’re coming back to me
But that’s something that I just don’t see

 

[fox69]

"No Place To Run"

"No Place To Run"



Sometimes, seems it's harder to live than to regret
But there's nowhere to run girl, but there's nowhere to run
I've found you only live once so don't look back
'Cause there's nowhere to run girl, 'cause there's nowhere to run

Hey we can escape into the masses
Slip out of our shells 'cause there's no one to impress
So grab onto my hand nothing can stop us
Live like there's no tomorrow

Sometimes it's harder to face myself than face the world
But there's nowhere to run girl, but there's nowhere to run
I've found we are who we are so love yourself
'Cause there's nowhere to run girl, 'cause there's nowhere to run

Hey we can escape into the masses
Slip out of our shells 'cause there's no one to impress
So grab onto my hand nothing can stop us
Live like there's no tomorrow

Lips are talkin'
Eyes are watchin
Now until the end
Wouldn't it be nice to let 'em miss us?
Our eyes are locking
Lips are softly leading us to sins...
I'll take my chances now a beg forgiveness

Hey we can escape into the masses
Slip out of our shells 'cause there's no one to impress
So grab onto my hand nothing can stop us
Live like there's no tomorrow

 

[fox69]

"Noah"

"Noah"



We like, fuck a hush on the bus that rush
acting mad dumb singing bum-stiggedy bump
plus we was mad young, I remember acting a fool
we laughing at the monkeys fucking at that park zoo
yo it was crazy cool raising hell at West Street school
forget what the teacher said, yo, we made our own rules
remember back in the day carving names in desks
not even knowing six years later I would see your death
we was just little kids doing childish shit
til we got to middle school and got wild and shit
and that's when we started chasing girls
not even thinking about grades
we was in a new world, our visions started to fade
we was still homeboys acting out and such
even though we didn't hang out as much

I told myself I'd never cry
I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye
but now I'm asking myself why
'cause I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye

And now we in the High School
smart fish in the lake
we study trying to keep it real
staying far from the fake
its funny how the first month of school started to fly
before I knew it your life was
gone in the blink of an eye
and now I'm stuck in denial
this shit can't be

God tell me why you had to take Noah from me
Why the fuck you had to go and take Noah from me?

I told myself I'd never cry
I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye
but now I'm asking myself why
'cause I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye

School was crazy there the next day
they didn't think I would last
seeing phoney bitches trying to get the fuck out of class
now I tried to play "hard" until I lost my cool
that's when I ran to a stall to shed a tear or two
or three or four, I broke down and cried puddles
now everytime I see your picture, my anger doubles
and everytime I see your picture, my anger doubles

I told myself I'd never cry
I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye
and now I'm asking myself why
'cause I know, I know know why
I never even said goodbye

 

[fox69]

"Nothing Boy Vs The Echo Factor"

"Nothing Boy Vs The Echo Factor"



Now I could sit here and baffle you
With shallow babble
And a bunch of punch lines
You probably won't get
Or even use some big words
That you'd have to look up
But, I'm not a teacher
So go ahead and close your book up
I could tell a fairy tale so convincing
And keep a straight face from beginning
To happy ending
I could waste 32 bars telling you how to live
Knowing damn well I used mtv cribs for the blueprint
I could bore you to death with my past relationships
Or a little ditty bout Jack and Dianne
Or I could go back to childhood
Dig up them skeletons
And spit them at you with a catchy hook
Look, I could strike a nerve with some four letter words
That'll make Richard Pryor proud
Or better yet, I could sing a jingle that'll contort and mingle
Every single solitary letter in the alphabet

(I could tell you whatever you want to hear
But if I just said hello would you listen to me?
I could sell a blind man new ears
If I just said hello would you listen to me?
I'm trying hard trying to make it perfectly clear
But I'm dying because their aint nobody listening to me
Been relying on myself on myself for more than 22 years
And I aint crying I just need someone to listen to me
Can I get some reply get maybe some kind of sign
to let me know that you're listening to me?
Just from time to time I get lost in my mind
Its hard to find someone to listen to me
My ears were open when you needed some consoling
I'm hoping till the sound you hear echoes
Every time I say hello)

I could talk about my duds
And my thrift store scores
But that probably wouldn't interest you
But why should it
I mean, I've seen a lot of shit in 22 years
But your feet in my shoes isn't something I recall
And I've been known to drink 22 beers
Before a show cuz
otherwise I probably wouldn't have the balls
I could make references to books I never read
For the sake of sounding conscious
But, that's just obnoxious
I could take off these bandages and
Expose these papercuts
And put them in the air
with both my middle fingers up
or talk about myself in third person
like I'm better than you
cuz there's nothing else better to do
I could attack your character from
Eighty different angles
Cleverly explaining exactly how wack you are
But why do that when it's a well known fact
you buying this cd is potentially feeding me
(come on)

(I could tell you whatever you want to hear
But if I just said hello would you listen to me?
I could sell a blind man new ears
If I just said hello would you listen to me?
I'm trying hard trying to make it perfectly clear
But I'm dying because their aint nobody listening to me
Been relying on myself on myself for more than 22 years
And I aint crying I just need someone to listen to me
Can I get some reply get maybe some kind of sign
to let me know that you're listening to me?
Just from time to time I get lost in my mind
Its hard to find someone to listen to me
My ears were open when you needed some consoling
I'm hoping till the sound you hear echoes
Every time I say hello)

Hello, is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there anybody out there?

 

[fox69]

"Oh My God"

"Oh My God"


Vision lies the 3rd dimension
Now pay close attention
Keep you fist clenchin
as i begin my assention
feel the tension
of this name you never mention
if you do ill have they're ass sitten in detention
in the school of hard knocks
i block shots and take props
im like new york city at 12 oclock when the apple drop
at 12 oclock when the apple drop

Oh My God [5x]

check the illmatic
evil flows kinder a static
crazy ill finatic, sick physco simatic
like an addict
only accideted to them fat beats
you better take a seat
before the lyrics and the music be too late
you better cordinate you feet
before i blast that ass
you'll be outkastin like a black sheep
dont believe me what will it take for you to see me
or get this shit stright til we be busting out your tv
like VR bout to smoke you, like a cigar
wont be satisfied until you recognize who we are
im so crazy like martin, farting fire like cartin
be witness to these lyrical riots that i be startin
if your real, we friends to the end like chuckie
and if not, youll live if your lucky
and if not, youll live if your lucky

Oh My God [4x]

Yo yo
that red means stop (stop)
but that green means go (go)
Streth my mind catch a rhyme like steve percipio
but i dont skate i just been known to rip a mic
until i get pissed off
and just might throw this mic at you
you cant escape it just like death when it comes
i can see it, you catch a kick like them yamaha drums
and thats the bricks, as i lounge like a fat rat
you bust back and might catch a cat, rat-a-tat-tat
the one and only always real, never phoney
look to the sky, the world is mine like tony
aint no scars on my face, and i dont sniff coke
i aint got my own place, and my pockets is broke

im reppin self, to hell wit anyone else [3x]
im reppin self

[2x]
So just hold ya head, and say Oh My God
Hold ya head, and say Oh My God
Grab a hold of your dread and say Oh My God
Oh My God, Oh My God

Is this real?

 

[fox69]

"On My Own Time (Write On!)"

"On My Own Time (Write On!)"


[verse 1]
I wish I could unzip my skin and take it off
Just to take a walk but I can’t do it
I don’t think I’ll make it on my own (on my own)
As when I take out my pen
and I wage it all, turn the page and fall
It just comes natural
I'm gonna make it on my own (on my own)

[chorus]
I just need time to walk it off,
but I can’t do it
I’ll write it on my own time
Hey look I made it on my own (on my own)
I know she thinks that I don’t try, but I realize that I can do better
Write, write on [4x]
Makin’ a mess as I progress
No time to cry about it, do better
Write, write on [2x]

[verse 2]
I wrote the greatest lines at the strangest times
Now it's payin’ off, but I still feel lost
Cuz I can’t do it
I don’t think I’ll make it on my own (on my own)
So in between now it pacifies
I change my name to free, but she feels safe to me
So I’m livin’ dangerously
I’m gonna make it on my own (on my own)

[chorus]
I just need time to walk it off,
but I can’t do it
I’ll write it on my own time
Hey look I made it on my own (on my own)
I know she thinks...
But I realize that I can do better
Write, write on [4x]
Makin’ a mess as I progress
No time to cry about it, do better
Write, write on [4x]

[outro]
Write on, write it on your own time (write, write on)
Write on, write it on your own time (write, write on)...

 

[fox69]

"Papercuts"

"Papercuts"


She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

We met 22 years back
Fresh out the womb
Now she consumes me,
No room for self these days
And she's so demanding
Do this, do that
Don't forget to take your medicine
I hate it when her face is invading my head again
The welcome mat reads "please take off your shoes"
But she disregards the statement
I've grown accustomed to bending my beliefs to
Satisfy her needs
But I'm fed up
With plugging cuts everytime they bleed
So I dip my pen in the puddle
What a bloody mess its been
Trying to end this struggle
But I love her,
She's the reason for the lesions
Man I love her
I start bleeding when she's leaving
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
All the lessons learned
On my missions to try to find her but
I'll sit alone until she comes back home
And I'll be waiting by the phone

[phone rings:] "Hello?"

She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

[On the Phone]
She don't live here no more
I heard she's staying down the street with the dead beat
That don't treat her right with two bad ass kids
Guilt and Regret
And I'm willing to bet
My last album that she's wishing she was kissing me

Man the nerve of this bitch
Pardon my French
But it's been 10 days
And I'm getting kind of light headed
Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way
And send it with the hopes that she might get it
I can't believe I let her run all over me
But all I think about is
When she's here and holding me
I love her
She's the reason for the lesions
Man I love her
I start bleeding when she's leaving
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
All the lessons learned
All my missions trying to find her and
I can't complain
I kind of like the pain
She ain't even got a name
She just lives in my brain
And says..

She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

She says she loves me but
(she really thinks that I'm an asshole)
She says she loves me but
(my ears are too big)
She says she loves me but
(I pick my nose too much)
She says she loves me but
(she says I never really listen)
She says she loves me but
(I take too many pills)
She says she loves me but
(I never pay my bills)
She says she loves me but
(I wait until the last minute)
She says she loves me but
(I don't try hard enough)

 

[fox69]

"Papercuts (The Reason For The Lesions) (Remix By Mr. Dibbs)"

"Papercuts (The Reason For The Lesions) (Remix By Mr. Dibbs)"



She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

We met 22 years back
Fresh out the womb
Now she consumes me,
No room for self these days
And she's so demanding
Do this, do that
Don't forget to take your medicine
I hate it when her face is invading my head again
The welcome mat reads "please take off your shoes"
But she disregards the statement
I've grown accustomed to bending my beliefs to
Satisfy her needs
But I'm fed up
With plugging cuts everytime they bleed
So I dip my pen in the puddle
What a bloody mess its been
Trying to end this struggle
But I love her,
She's the reason for the lesions
Man I love her
I start bleeding when she's leaving
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
All the lessons learned
On my missions to try to find her but
I'll sit alone until she comes back home
And I'll be waiting by the phone

[phone rings:] "Hello?"

She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

[On the Phone]
She don't live here no more
I heard she's staying down the street with the dead beat
That don't treat her right with two bad ass kids
Guilt and Regret
And I'm willing to bet
My last album that she's wishing she was kissing me

Man the nerve of this bitch
Pardon my French
But it's been 10 days
And I'm getting kind of light headed
Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way
And send it with the hopes that she might get it
I can't believe I let her run all over me
But all I think about is
When she's here and holding me
I love her
She's the reason for the lesions
Man I love her
I start bleeding when she's leaving
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
All the lessons learned
All my missions trying to find her and
I can't complain
I kind of like the pain
She ain't even got a name
She just lives in my brain
And says..

She says she loves me
But she comes and goes when she pleases
When the door shuts
It's like another papercut
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Claims she loves me
But she cuts me into pieces
When I'm sewed up
Here comes another papercut
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....

She says she loves me but
(she really thinks that im an asshlole)
She says she loves me but
(my ears are too big)
She says she loves me but
(i pick my nose too much)
She says she loves me but
(she says i never really listen)
She says she loves me but
(i take too many pills)
She says she loves me but
(i never pay my bills)
She says she loves me but
(i wait until the last minute)
She says she loves me but
(i dont try hard enough)

 

[fox69]

"Peace Sign / Index Down"
(feat. Busta Rhymes)

"Peace Sign / Index Down"
(feat. Busta Rhymes)



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 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
Fuck you this is for my people
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
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
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 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
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 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

Look mom no hands (no hands)
Yer little boys a man (goddamn)
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 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 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 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

 

[fox69]

"Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke (Decrepit Bricks)"

"Petrified Life And The Twice Told Joke (Decrepit Bricks)"


I walk on decrepit bricks
And kick sticks and rusty soda cans
Simply for lack of better stimulation
Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
So sedation compensates for unexpected vacations
(Thank you )
That's my pre-gratitude
Post-please leave me alone that's just my rude attitude
No dysfunction flipside, I'm just your ordinary citizen
They're waiting patiently for me to sin again, but then again (shit...)
I'm really mommy's little angel,
But that angel on my shoulder got strangled
For trying to tangle with his nemesis he caught him on the wrong day
And got cut like DJs spinning doubles -(let the fucking song play)
I'm on my way to the store,
Ignoring the city to purchase a pack of marb reds
With a stack of rolled pennies
I could go for Denny's, and my stomach holds plenty,
But my pockets got holes, I guess the goal is to stay empty...
Quite simply put, me and my pockets share interest
I never fall in love with that pretty green-eyed temptress,
Twice (yeah right)
I learned my lesson the first time
I just couldn't keep up with that ever-changing Jordan line of foot apparel
Parallel to many clones, my eye's vision monochromes
With seven shades and twenty tones
Plus I breath artistic, they eating everything I'm feeding them
Put myself in every painting and use my spit as mat medium
And results of my children
We share the same genes,
Cast the same reflection and interpret the same dreams.
Like whoa [x3]
Whoa [x7]

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose
Feeling like I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose
Feeling like I'm worthless
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine

I walk down dead end streets like I didn't see the sign
Just to turn around and walk back
That's fine and dandy, but what's whack is the fact I'm still walking
...like... "thank god for walkmans"
I'm only yawning cause these simply minded
Mortals make me sleepy
So what do I do? I resort to TV
In the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself
With lackluster images
And insignificant information like "Willis was really Ty Bridges"
Just to have the upper hand in monotonous conversation,
And for lack of better stimulation
I'm painting portraits of dysfunctional families
With gloomy faces rockin
"Don't Worry, Be Happy" t-shirts, and you're assuming I'm tasteless?
You misconstrue it but your babies will embrace it
The basic essentials of a very bitter young man
That kicks rusty soda cans
And walks on decrepit bricks
With a permanent pair of headphones
Trying to make these lectures stick
I'll let the protestors picket,
Like they are going to make a difference
And watch them die before they realize that their cause was nonexistent

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine

I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every single crack
Reminiscent of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nose
My purpose got defeated when my mom turned paraplegic,
Plus I failed my civil service exam,
They said I cheated.
:not to mention tainted urine samples and the attention span of a second-grader
More fascinated with building blocks than wasting time stressing his daily lesson
Hence the ridilin I've been gone with the wind like lucky lottery tickets since day one (one)
I stepped on the left cause rights wrong (wrong)
So what do I do?I resort to friendly games of ping pong and sing a song of sixpence
I'm none the richer, I just kiss her on the lips and keep trucking

And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine
And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose (absolutely no purpose)
Feeling like I'm worthless (feeling like I'm worthless)
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine
Content with the fact that I know this city's mine