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

Now I see that
Fucking writing on the
When you see, J-3-T, 30 is down to brawl,
Fuck all 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,
The Boulevard, brass
In the of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we go far,
And when you see us fuckers,
know who we are.

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

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

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

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so lets 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,
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!)

I'm getting used to nuisance,
And all the who bad mouth this music,
How fucking stupid and
Of you to you can do this,
You can't, you never will,
Don't try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I the bill,
I nearly died for music.

You make me 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 and go jump off a bridge,

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

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

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

(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 gonna
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

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

boys with tattoos,
We are right at you,
We are everything,
R-rowdy a classroom, panic rules,
Cause we don't the rules,
And when 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 killed him and we
Stuffed his in the Cadillac.

Why you pressing?
You know I'm stressing,
With DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are there at the west,
A up by drive-by's and LA gang signs

So the fuck do you
Know about a gangsta?
the fuck do you know
About in danger?
You doing this,
So you know just talking shit.
Mad at all the because
Every is a fucking hit.

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

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

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