Peace Sign/Index Down

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Gym Class Heroes & Busta Rhymes - Rap

Peace Sign/Index Down

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[Intro: Travie McCoy] Gym Class Heroes. Cool and Dre This is. You silly for this one What's wrong with me? It's Travie Why you doing this to me? Ha ha [Verse 1: Travie McCoy] I started rappin', back of the class, scribbling tracks in hopes That one of my jokes'll have the pretty young things laughing A chubby little bastard with a nack 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 And ya conscious more obnoxious in that laffy taffy snappin' Goodbye yesterday's rags, hello high fashion Years before you's a man, then built a castle with sand With no regards for tidal waves I finally established 'Til water comes in gallon drums and wipes away my palace But now I'm sitting lovely off in wonderland with Alice With purple people passing me at the caterpillars 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 [Bridge 1: Travie McCoy] 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, you so see through Fuck you, this is for my people, fuck you, this is for my people [Chorus: Travie McCoy] Put up ya peace sign, put ya index down Put up ya peace sign, put ya index down Put up ya peace sign, put ya index down Put up ya peace sign, put ya index down [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Before I utter words and before I start to begin Let me make sure you clear, I'm about securing the win I puzzle up my words while I piece another concoction 'Cause I'm stubborn with the thought that failure is never an option I grinds like a carpenter 'til my calluses 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 nothing to me unless you God Well, being 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 walking through the heap of gauntlets how the fire was burning Or how the tire was turning on the rim of the V I laugh and shake it off, the shit they be doing to me With all the yappin' and talking and so and so You think that you could ever stop the kid? Oh no [Bridge 2: Busta Rhymes] So if you get in my way, you know you 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 going 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 [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] 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 [Verse 3: Travie McCoy] Look mom, no hands (no hands) Your little boy's a man (god damn) Everything you said is finally setting in The training wheels fell off and I kept pedaling Now I'm riding wheelies on this industry Say the word and I'll ghost ride this bitch instantly Good looking pop, all the strength that you giving 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 Getting brain from two dames with French accents I don't mess with local chicks, I get 'em upstate shipped Ha, you probably thinking I'm wrong, right? Like I should quit writing these song, right? Tell you what, do it better, I just might Take it back to '86, you wanna lick? Sike [Bridge 3: Travie McCoy] 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 [Chorus: Travie McCoy] 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 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

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Credits

Writers
  • Dre
  • Busta Rhymes
  • Eric Roberts
  • Disashi Soul
  • Eddie “Krack Keys” Montilla
  • Cool
  • Matt McGinley
  • Travie McCoy