Luyện nghe bài hát Out The Way

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
will rise so lets fight today,
And no, I don't a
Fuck you think and say,
we are gonna rock
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so lets fight today,
And no, I don't a
what you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

Now I see that
Fucking on the wall
you see, J-3-T, 30 Deep is down to brawl,
Fuck all I see,
I hate that you breathe,

I see you duck, you punk,
You little disease,
I got H.U. tattooed on the of my arm,
The Boulevard, brass
In the of the car,
we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far,
And when you see us fuckers,
Better who we are.

I got one to say
To asses who hate,
Mother who don't know,
You better what you say.

From industry fucks,
To these ass punks,
You don't what it takes,
To get this fucking drunk.

I'm loud maybe,
Its a too late,
Johnnys taking off,
of all the who hate,
Cause I am god fucker
And a price to pay,
Get out my gun, mother
And its day!

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so lets today,
And no, I give a
Fuck you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so lets today,
And no, I give a
Fuck what you and say,
we are gonna rock
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

I'm getting to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth music,
How stupid and foolish
Of you to you can do this,
You cowards can't, you will,
even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I the bill,
I died for this music.

You me wanna run around,
Pulling my out and shit,
Your me to run my mouth,
And call you out on bitch,
How you gotta be,
to any of this,
You need to slit wrist,
Get pissed and go off a bridge,

You can't see the
Sarcasm in the I spit?
What? You think I got lucky
And didn't for this shit?
Bitch. I've been at
This ever I was a kid,
I a million empty shows
To family and friends.

kind of person can
dis a band that to get big?
I hate to be that when
My verse out of the kid's lips.

That as worse as it gets.
verse is over, I quit.
Signed Scene
On girlfriend's tits.

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so fight today,
And no, I give a
what you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
Fuck you think and say,
Cause we are rock
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

White with tattoos,
We are right at you,
We are everything,
like a classroom, panic rules,
Cause we don't the rules,
And you're running your mouth,

Our blades come out,
Because its in my mouth
Except my and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand
I to faggots talking shit,
of fags,
Already rap the drag,
We 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 there at the west,
A grew up by drive-by's and LA signs

So the fuck do you
Know about being a
What the do you know
About being in
You ain't this,
So you know just talking shit.
Mad at all the boys
Every song is a hit.

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
will rise so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
Fuck you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
will rise so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
Fuck you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

Mother fucking to ride,
(Ride) (Undead!)
See you duck when we by,
(By) (Undead!)
Mother time to ride,
(Ride) (Undead!)
Watch you just die,
(Die) (Undead!)