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I hear voices and they tell me to write
Different holistic in my body when I take that flight
It's like I hear voices, sit down, think deeply, carve

Gotta Go Hard

Lil Wayne

Beam Me Up Scotty

2010

Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me (gotta get me)
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah)
Oh

If you could, you would get rid of me
Fuck you gon' do

Canadian
I just meant that I have to move
Somewhere where I'm surrounded by people that are better than me
I gotta push myself, break my own barriers

New Friend Request

Gym Class Heroes

As Cruel as School Children

2006

at my most honest
No egos, no Gym Class status, just Travis
Love it or leave it, but you gotta admit
On a scale of 1 to awesome I'm the shit
Just get

Rule

Nas

Like Mike [Original Soundtrack]

2002

world (peace), world (peace), world

Y'all know that's my style, to hit you at the right time
No other compares to what Nas write down
Tell you my dreams,

to live happily 
And that's a load of crap, although I traveled all alone
I was burdened, trapped by the certain fact I was on my own 
Then when I returned

and buy your publishin'
Aye look at him i own my publishin'
Then why you gettin' all worked up? I mean
If you broke and you own your publishin'
Well thanks

Ahhh knew you was the one soon as you walked by
Baby you be killing you keep chalk by
I seen it from a distance with my hawkeye
Comments on your

Goodbye and Good Riddance
14 got my own business
Running past you no fitness
Same nigga doubting be the same nigga working
When them racks in man my mom bag

only score in the paint (Woah)
B***h I move at my move at my own pace (Yeah)
Don’t give a f**k what you think 
Back in Gym Class 
Bumpin’ Gym Class where

to feel her
I start going low, you can call me Gothita
I'm her Nidoran and she my Nidorina
She talking 'bout pussy I might need to beat up
Inches by inches

Man Down

Mobb Deep

Hell on Earth

1996

you was coked up.
By my z'd up, whatever the fuck; who gives a fuck?  You get fucked.
My coalition specialises in collision.
The clash

I'm at the supermarket
Gon' cop some rhubarb
I reach into my pocket
It's time to get charged
I pay in cash, and I know what happens next is

a good person
I'm a gym member (gon' get ripped)
And I will go there sometime, I just haven't decided on a date yet, uh

I'm chilling out in class
My

of shoes 
Man I'm done feeling trapped 
Between a 9-5 or rapping line by line aye 
Think I made up my mind I'm spending all my time rapping all night and day

the music is to write out my wrongs
She keep pressing play I know that she loving the songs
She missing the time that we spending
Im over extending
I hope

on the West side, tryna find Maria
Grinding so hard I've hardly had
Time to see her
First come my child, then come my career
I am obviously the sorta
Man that's

shit's trash
Everybody side-eyed on the sidelines while I write lines at gym class
Bitch-ass, hopin' a nigga did bad (oh)
The tables turned, but I been

days,it wasn't so hard to believe,
That I will wake up as the black power Ranger,
Never scared of danger,
Snapping my fingers,
To the beat of my own drum,

2010 yea I picked up my lil' mic
Started rapping
Made a buzz
Everybody called it hype
All them lil hoes in the back of gym class always talking down
Say

as intoxicated by my own
fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone
and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind
thinking of what would happen

it the college try, I was sliding by
Ignored by every outlet I dreamed I'd be acknowledged by
Greeting my class with tired eyes
I just let

property, the enterprise
I'm still stuntin', fuckin' all your bitches inner thighs
My watch ten glass can get a nigga killed
P.E., gym class the way I'm in

Stepping I be stepping
Gym class I was hero(Hero)
Ima rockstar
Still fuck with gym class hero(Hero)
McCoy play me, leave ya ass on zero(Zero)
Wanna play me