Walk into gym

>walk into gym
>SO WAKE ME UUUP WHEN ITS ALL OVUHHRRR

>ONCE I was 7 yeARS OLD

>walk into the gym
>HIT THE ROLLIE STO' WITH THE ROLLIE ON

>If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe, I'd been married a long time ago

>THE CLUB ISN'T THE BEST PLACE TO FIND A LOVER SO THE BAR IS WHERE I GO

>walk into the gym
>I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT
>FOR ALL MY LIFE

>sprint into gym
>NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA
>I'M ONE HUNDRED PASENT NIGGA

>gallivant into the gym
>SO WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAINTING FOOOOOR

>Skateboard into gym
>GUILLOTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

>plug in anal beats
>DRAWN INTO THE BACKDROP HERE YOU COULD FADE YOU COULD FADE AWAY

> Plug in Squat plug
> DOWN AND OUT WITH MY DUMB FRIENDS, READY TO MISBEHAVE

>Not putting on headphones the moment you step in the gym and only remove them once you leave

My gym has the same fucking playlist every single day and it feels like it's made up of only ~ 20 songs

>deadlift self into gym
>hey I just met you
>and this is CRAY-Z
>op is dyel and lazy

>walk into the gym
>despaacitoo

EVERY FUCKING TIME.
I WANT TO STAB THE FUCKING GINGER CUNT.

Complain

>walk into gym
>SO WAKE ME UUUP BEFORE YOU GO-GO

>walk into gym
>tfw i don't even need to post the lyrics

>jihads into the gym
>PUT ME ON THE FRONT LINES
>I'M BATTLE TESTED!!!

fuck you Rob Bailey

My lifts would be blessed if that ever played

This FFS

>walk into locker room to put my jacket away
>See some guy's hot, beautiful asshole

>walk into the gym
>I TOOK A WHITE BITCH TO STARBUCKS, THAT LITTLE BITCH GOT HER THROAT FUCKED

>walk into gym
>DES
>PA
>SIDO

>Nazi salute into the gym
>BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE

>>>>>>>>>>>>MY BABY SHOT ME DOWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

>skedadle into the gym
>I WONDER IF YOU KNOW

I purposely put on Phil Collins radio on when I am working the front desk of my gym.

>Walk into gym
>IT'S THE END OF THE WOOOORLD
>IT'S THE END OF YOUR LIIIIFE
>THERE'S A FREE SEAT ON MY SPACESHIP
>BABY ARE YOU READY TO GOOO
>Remember that I own the gym
>Remember that we only play Eurobeat

>kickflip into the gym
>IM SORRY BABYYYY,YOU WERE THE SUN&MOON TO ME
>FUAAAAAAAARK!!!

HOW THEY LIVE IN TOKTO

>I'VE BECOME SO NUMB

This.

An unfortunate reality.

You had to remind me.

good man

>Insert myself into the house of iron
>BOOM BOOM BOOM, I WANT YOU IN MY ROOM

>ANY SONG I HEARD TO MANY FUCKING TIMES.

> walk into gym
>All out of doors looked darkly in at him
>Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
>That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.
>What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze
>Was the lamp tilted near them in his hand.
>What kept him from remembering what it was
>That brought him to that creaking room was age.
>He stood with barrels round him—at a loss.
>And having scared the cellar under him
>In clomping there, he scared it once again
>In clomping off;—and scared the outer night,
>Which has its sounds, familiar, like the roar
>Of trees and crack of branches, common things,
>But nothing so like beating on a box.
>A light he was to no one but himself
>Where now he sat, concerned with he knew what,
>A quiet light, and then not even that.
>He consigned to the moon,—such as she was,
>So late-arising,—to the broken moon
>As better than the sun in any case
>For such a charge, his snow upon the roof,
>His icicles along the wall to keep;
>And slept. The log that shifted with a jolt
>Once in the stove, disturbed him and he shifted,
>And eased his heavy breathing, but still slept.
>One aged man—one man—can’t fill a house,
>A farm, a countryside, or if he can,
>It’s thus he does it of a winter night.

>swim into the gym
>OPPA GANGNAM STYLE

>AM NOT JUST A PRETTY GURL
>AM A DAUGHTER AND A SISTER

>Walk into gym
>NU MA NU MA IEI, NU MA NU MA NU MA IEI!

>walk into the gym
>IM NOT BLACK IM O.J.

>scoot into the gym
>...chili bow....chili bow...
>FIRE

>walk into gym
>white girl singing
>jamaican nig nog babbling incoherent words in the background

Mar yah hee Mar yah who Mar yah haha

>Walk into gym
>I AM THE BEAST I WORSHIP

>teleport into gym
>up my sleeves up my sleeves
up my sleeves up my sleeves up my sleeves up my sleeves
up my sleeves up my sleeves up my sleeves up my sleeves
up my sleeves up my sleeves

there is absolutely nothing wrong with any of these songs.

>prances into gym
>"BUT I'M WEAK. AND WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?"

>moonwalk into gym
>COCAINE FOR MY BREAKFAST

>sieg hail into gym
>mfw british police knew all along

Just started going to the gym, calistenicsfaggot. All i hear is deathmetal and old guys talking about shooting niggers

>MR WORLDWIDE

kek'd

I need to go to that gym

>go into gym
>D-M-X
>IF YOU WANT IT WE GOT IT
>COME AND GET IT NIGGA WE WIT IT

KEK

>SIX MILE BRICK MILE KNOCK YO BITCH DOWN

>I was five and he was six, we played on horses made of sticks

lmao

>Lunge into the gym
>IF YOUNG METRO DONT TRUST YOU IM GON SHOOT YOU
>MIL IN A WEEK, I BOUGHT A ICED OUT PHILLIPE (ICED!)

>walk over to the squat rack
>I FIND THE ANSWERS AREN'T SO CLEAR
>WISH I COULD FIND A WAY TO DISAPPEAR

Kek

>walk into gym
>waka waka or whatever the unholy fuck by shakira is playing
fucking end me

>run into gym and don't stop running
>SOMEBODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD IS GONNA ROLL ME

>*teleports behind gym*
>YEEZY YEEZY WHATS GOOD ITS YA BOY MAX B

>turn 360 degrees and walk away into gym
>FUCK THE POLICE COMIN' STRAIGHT FROM THE UNDERGROUND

>walk into gym
>hear group of cute teenage girls laughing
>do a 360 and walk away

>enter gym
>if you're happy and you know it clap your hands

>walk into gym
>TENGO
>TENGO LA CAMISA NEGRA

>walk into gym
>Don't you worry, don't you worry, Don't you worry, don't you worry, Don't you worry, don't you worry, Don't you worry, don't you worry, Don't you worry, don't you worry, child.

>DE-

...

>walk into gym

>TAKE ME TO CHURCH, I'LL WORSHIP LIKE A DOG AT THE SHRINE OF YOUR LIES

>Walk into gym
>Do a 360 and walk out

>walk into gym
>CUZ EVERY TIME WE TOUCH

...

>Wavedash into gym
>GET LOW GET LOW GET LOW GET LOW

>walk into gym
AND I WOULD WALK 500 MILES AND I WOULD WALK 500 MORE

>norm

PARTY ROCK IS IN THE HOUSEEEEE TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

>walk into home gym
>STOP LIFTING WEIGHTS AND TAKE CARE OF YOUR SON

>GOT LIKE THREE BITCHES IM MORMON. SKEET ON UR MAIN BITCHES FORHEAD. DONT WANT UR PUSSY JUST WANT HEAD.

>OOOOOOH RUMOR HAS IT OOOOOH

>I'M NOT AFRAID

>walk into gym
>quality metal at appropriate volume
>wake up crying

>actually walk into gym
>started from the bottom now the whole team fukken 'ere
>bitch nigga money and weed money bitch ass money nigga nigga yo money

>Tfw my gym has the music super low unless the receptionist who plays Pink Floyd constantly is there

>Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
>You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

>enter gym
>BOODDY LIKE A BAAAACKROOAD

Wtf kind of gym plays "country"?

>waltz into the gym
>ay bitch, wait till ya see my dick. imma beat that pussy up
>like BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM

that song is not fucking country.

YES IT FUCKING IS

No.

...

...

The ninth circle awaits you

you don't know the Latino pain bruhs. walk into any club and that fucking song is on every fucking 40 minutes since February. I'm dying Des pac ito
at least our version doesn't have jbeebz

>walk into gym
>skibydibudibabdidybaidudbdbduaybdiydbaidbuduuidudbubi
>I'M THE SCATMAN

>waddle into showers
>12 yo boy with his dad there
>CAN'T TOUCH THIS

>walk into gym
>I LIVE MY DAY AS IF IT WAS THE LAST

I wish