DJ Class: Its the remix Im the shit Im fresh up in this bitch Kanye West: DJ Class in this bitch Mr. West in this bitch We done told you mothafuckas
[Adam Levine] My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every note Make me your radio Turn me up when you feel low This
all livin' pretty dag gum good! My trailer park?s full of Cadillacs And upper middle class white trash So pop a top, sit back and relax All you upper middle class
I am neither breather or speaker I am neither walker or sleeper I am neither sister, brother, son or daughter So holding in my chest is my heart, ain?
buy their coffee beans already ground And you think it's disgraceful that they drink three dollar wine But a better class of loser suits me fine Yes a better class
ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh) Kiss my ass if you ain't on our side (Eminem: Kiss it!) We'll be on all sides Surround you, this is low class pride Hey
many lonely people here I'm just hanging 'round a better class of losers It don't matter if you drink beer or champagne I've only found a better class
Whatever happened to fair dealing And pure ethics and nice manners? Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass Whatever happened to class Class Whatever
My life's these yellow lines, concrete and parliament butts Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks Load in, sound check, play show
I'll kill it, I don't give a fuck (Travis talking) Traded in my hollow words for jelly-filled verbs And 5 pound pronouns and predicate, this is Schlep
You told me it's the truth but I'm still afraid I'm not the one that would jump the gun If I had proof I'd take off my shades And be blinded by the sun
This is not novelty This is nothing delicate This is the result of your Google search For something relevant Stake claim immediately 'Cause hot products
Thank you. You know exactly who you are You played the role of superglue When I was falling apart Through all the papercuts And all the broken hearts
My heart is on my sleeve Wear it like a bruise or blackeye My badge, my witness That means that i believed Every single lie you said Cause every pain
And so it goes We mouth your words When your tongues are too paralyzed We finish up the peanut butter jelly That you get on your router but never eat
Ooo, hey, well, I'll be damned I've been around the world and back again From Japan and Amsterdam With a ticket in my hand, singing Catch me if you can
Yo, My morning showers like a rebirth; reflections of the womb Crazy sentimental floatin' in lukewarm placental Now I chop a burden on the sink trying
Listen, babe, I think it's time for me to come clean I mean I haven't been the most faithful And I don't know how else to say this plain and simple I
