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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.

Now I see that motherfucker on the wall
you see, J-3-T,
Thirty deep, he's to brawl
those haters I see,
Cause I hate you breathe,
I see you duck,
You punk,
You fucking disease,
I got H.U. on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass in the back of the car,
we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far,
And you see us motherfuckers,
know who we are.

I got one to say to punk asses who hate,
Motherfuckers don't what,
You watch what you say.
From industry fucks,
To these ass punks,
You don't know it takes,
To get motherfucking truck.

I'm already maybe,
It's a too late,
Johny's hands up, with all the faggots who hate,
I am the god motherfucker and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am the god motherfucker and it's day!

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck you think or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this place anyway.

I'm used to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad this music,
It's fucking stupid and of you to think you can do this,
You can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I the bill, I nearly died for this music.

You make me wanna run around, pulling my out and shit,
Your me to run my mouth, and call you out on this bitch,
How ignorant you be to believe any of this,
You to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge,

What? You can't see the sarcasm in the I spit?
What? You think I just got lucky and work for this shit?
Bitch. I've been working at this since I was a kid,
I played a million empty to only family and friends.

What kind of person gets disembanded and deserves to get
I to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips.
shits as worse as it gets.
This is over, I quit.
Signed Scene on your girlfriend's tits.

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.

boys with tattoos,
We are pointing at you,
We are breaking everything, like a classroom,
of wolves,
'Cause we follow the rules,
And when you're your mouth,
Our razor blades out,
Because its nothing in my except my dick and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand when I respond to talking shit,
Speaking of fags, already wrap the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his in the Cadillac.

Why you always
You know I'm stressing,
With DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are down at the west,
A grew up by drive-by's and L.A. signs,

So what the do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you know about in danger?
You ain't this, so you know you're just talking shit.
Mad at all the boys because song is a fucking hit.

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll so let's fight today,
You know, I give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.

time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you just die, (die) (Undead!)