Artist: Gym Class Heroes Album: As Cruel as School Children Song: Biters Block Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash {"It's a dirty rotten shame..."} [Travie McCoy] This is not novelty, this is nothing delicate This the result of a Google search for somethin irrelevant Stake claim immediately, cause hot products cool down at which point they'll flock to new sounds Take fame intravenously; but when nature turns to habit I'll be sure to leave the scene we started stagnant This is nothing fraudulent; this is that sure shot itchy finger lingering behind your target audience You got 'em all convinced but we ain't buyin it buddy Demand for lies is high and you're supplyin it Truth is brutal, it consumes you if you let it Type that in your little away message and set it [Chorus] Keep singing songs for me That I can write in my sleep, just like I'm counting sheep Keep singing songs for me Man you're boring me wit your monotony Keep singing songs for me Just following the leader wit'cha blah blah blah Keep singing songs for me that I can write in my sleep, just like I'm counting sheep [Travie McCoy] And this is not a fashion statement, it's elegant intuition Far beyond your bed wetter kindergarten compositions This is a part of me - how can you sleep at night? when what you don't bite you write half-heartedly? Go join the army - and be the best you can be Give new meaning to blowing up overseas Please~! We kick them doors down when nobody would let us in And give you that proverbial taste of your own medicine We took your formula, and relabelled it and sat patiently and giggled it when you drank it See poison street cred with just about the same The flesh not be advanced, pop bottles and dropped names And you'll dismiss it cause it isn't what you're used to but who the fuck died and made you King Koopa? [Chorus] [Travie McCoy] Wow congratulations on your new purchase I heard you bought a crib on Biters Block downtown Plagiarism's Paradise You're not a movement, you're - purely amusement The poster boy for Xerox and the role model for parasites You serve no purpose, you're purely decorative And - bore us to death with your auditory sedatives "Oh! They don't see" No, we don't sleep And hog tie your runaway bride with cold feet We built this city, on lock and load logic and burned it down the same night So go ahead and put your tears on ice baby, I think we got a winner And kiss your crucifix your boy's a certified sinner [Chorus] - 2X {"It's a dirty rotten shame..."} - 2X