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will remain underground
Where ants and moles hold it down
With basement parties bumping Gym Class Heroes and brain games 
All the same, I myself may
stacked miles high
They say money changed me, that's a no no
I just don't roll with bums, no hobo

[Chorus:]

(Man gym class heroes is a real problem,
stacked miles high
They say money changed me, that's a no no
I just don't roll with bums, no hobo

[Chorus:]

(Man gym class heroes is a real problem,
it up a little bit)
This melody was meant for you (Right there)
Just sing along to my stereo

Gym Class Heroes baby!

If I was just another dusty
gym I got caught at last
For lighting up the courtyard grass
(Hey)
Teacher, teacher, go to the flesh
(Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex)
Hey
a droped out mental case
I quit school, but I never left the hall
I grab kids and drag 'em in between a wall
Hear 'em scream, echo through the gym class
You
gym I got caught at last
For lighting up the courtyard grass
(Hey)
Teacher, teacher, go to the flesh
(Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex)
Hey
taught us to repeat:
"You will lose it in your gym class
If you wait 'til noon to eat."

Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft,
Every Monday
you're 5 foot 2
Okay, 5 one and a half
And everybody else in the whole gym class
If 5 foot 3 and even taller, it hurts

Truth is I hadn't thought about
Some men were born to be heroes
Bet everything comin' up with zeroes
Some think they God but you know how that goes
Que sera sera

(Yeah, uh
never known the beauty to be seen 
Beyond his flat-panel PC LCD screen. 
But would he care if I took him by the hand, 
Planned on a trip
and body cast dude
Past due, Jean and Kwe' the last two action heroes
Actually had the capacity to be the ones in a class of zeros

Hip hop's not dead, it
at your arts and crafts
You ass, smelly socks and jocks, gym trash
Drag past those who study honies with drab bags
Son you, have your moms yellin HEY THEY