Gym Cla** Heroes - Biter's Block (feat. Speech from Arrested Development) lyrics

[Intro] It's a dirty rotten shame... [Verse 1: Travis] This is not novelty This is nothing delicate This the result of a Google search for something relevant Stake claim immediately Cause hot products cool down At which point they'll flock to new sounds Take fame intravenously But when leisure turns to habit I'll be sure to leave the scene you started stagnant This is nothing fraudulent This is that joy shot itchy feeling lingering behind your target audience You got them all convinced, but we ain't buying it, buddy Demand for lies is high, and you're supplying it Truth is brutal; it consumes you if you let it Type that in your little away message and set it [Chorus: Speech] Keep singing songs That I could write in my sleep It's like I'm counting sheep Keep singing songs Man, you're boring me with your monotony Keep singing songs Just following the leader with your blah, blah, blah Keep singing songs That I could write in my sleep It's like I'm counting sheep [Verse 2: Travis] 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 a new meaning to blowing up over seas, please! We kick those doors down when nobody would let us in And give you that proverbial taste of your own medicine We took your formula and relabeled it And sat patiently and giggled when you drank it Street voice and street cred run just about the same While flash in the pan bands pop bottles and drop names And you'll dismiss it cause it ain't what ya used to But who the f** died and made you King Koopa? [Chorus] [Verse 3: Travis] 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 use to d**h 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]