Luyện nghe bài hát Out The Way

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

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

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

Now I see that
writing on the wall
When you see, J-3-T, 30 Deep is to brawl,
all haters I see,
Cause I that you breathe,

I see you duck, you punk,
You little disease,
I got H.U. on the front of my arm,
The Boulevard, brass
In the of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we go far,
And you see us mother fuckers,
Better who we are.

I got one to say
To asses who hate,
Mother fuckers who know,
You better what you say.

these industry fucks,
To faggot ass punks,
You don't know it takes,
To get mother fucking drunk.

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

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

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
what you think and say,
Cause we are rock
This whole 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,
Don't try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I the bill,
I nearly for this music.

You make me run around,
Pulling my out and shit,
tempting me to run my mouth,
And you out on this bitch,
How you gotta be,
to any of this,
You need to your wrist,
Get and go jump off a bridge,

What? You see the
in the verses I spit?
What? You think I got lucky
And didn't work for shit?
Bitch. I've working at
ever since I was a kid,
I played a million shows
To family and friends.

What kind of can
dis a band that to get big?
I hate to be that when
My verse comes out of the lips.

shits as worse as it gets.
This is over, I quit.
Charlie Scene
On girlfriend's tits.

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

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
Fuck what you 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 razor blades out,
Because its nothing in my
Except my dick and I spit,
So my is in my hand when
I to faggots talking shit,
of fags,
Already rap the drag,
We killed him and we
Stuffed his in the Cadillac.

Why you always
You I'm never stressing,
fucking DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are there at the west,
A grew up by and LA gang signs

So the fuck do you
Know being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you
being in danger?
You ain't this,
So you know your just shit.
Mad at all the boys
Every is a fucking hit.

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

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

Mother time to ride,
(Ride) (Undead!)
See you when we drive by,
(By) (Undead!)
Mother time to ride,
(Ride) (Undead!)
Watch you fucker's die,
(Die) (Undead!)