Luyện nghe bài hát Out The Way

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

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

Now I see that
Fucking writing on the
When you see, J-3-T, 30 Deep is to brawl,
Fuck all I see,
Cause I 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,
Cause we drive Cadillacs, we never go far,
And when you see us fuckers,
know who we are.

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

these industry fucks,
To faggot ass punks,
You know what it takes,
To get this fucking drunk.

I'm already maybe,
Its a too late,
taking 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,
Tomorrow rise so lets fight today,
And no, I don't a
what you think and say,
Cause we are gonna
This whole 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 rock
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

I'm getting used to nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth music,
How fucking stupid and
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 died for this music.

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

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

What of person can
dis a band that deserves to get
I hate to be person when
My comes out of the kid's lips.

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

(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!)

(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 rock
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

White with tattoos,
We are pointing at you,
We are everything,
R-rowdy a classroom, panic rules,
Cause we follow the rules,
And when running your mouth,

Our blades come out,
Because its in my mouth
my dick and what I spit,
So my dick is in my when
I respond to talking shit,
of fags,
Already rap the drag,
We him and then we
his body in the Cadillac.

Why you pressing?
You know I'm stressing,
fucking 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 what the do you
about being a gangsta?
What the do you know
being in danger?
You ain't this,
So you your just talking shit.
Mad at all the because
Every is a fucking hit.

(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 place anyway.
(Undead!)

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

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