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
what you think and say,
Cause we are rock
whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

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

Now I see that
Fucking writing on the
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 fucking disease,
I got H.U. on the front 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 punk who hate,
fuckers who don't know,
You watch 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,
taking heads off,
of all the who hate,
Cause I am god mother
And a price to pay,
Get out my gun, mother
And its day!

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

I'm used to this nuisance,
And all the who bad mouth this music,
How fucking stupid and
Of you to you can do this,
You cowards can't, you will,
even try to pursue it.
I the chance, I payed the bill,
I nearly for this music.

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

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

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

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

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

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

White boys tattoos,
We are right at you,
We are everything,
R-rowdy a classroom, panic rules,
Cause we follow the rules,
And when you're running mouth,

Our razor blades 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
his body in the Cadillac.

Why you pressing?
You know I'm stressing,
fucking DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are down at the west,
A grew up by and LA gang signs

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

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

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so lets fight today,
And no, I give a
Fuck you think and say,
we are gonna rock
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!)