Luyện nghe bài hát Out The Way

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

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

Now I see mother
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 fucking disease,
I got H.U. on the front of my arm,
The Boulevard, knuckles
In the of the car,
Cause we 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 watch you say.

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

I'm already maybe,
Its a too late,
Johnnys taking 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 give a
Fuck you think and say,
Cause we are rock
This whole anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so fight 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 this music,
How stupid and foolish
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 died for 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,

You can't see the
Sarcasm in the verses I
What? You think I just got
And didn't work for this
Bitch. I've working at
This ever I was a kid,
I played a million shows
To only and friends.

What kind of can
dis a that deserves 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
Fuck what you and say,
we are gonna rock
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 gonna
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

boys with tattoos,
We are pointing at you,
We are everything,
R-rowdy like a classroom, rules,
Cause we don't the rules,
And when running your mouth,

Our razor blades out,
Because its in my mouth
Except my and what I spit,
So my dick is in my when
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 I'm never stressing,
With DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are there at the west,
A grew up by and LA gang signs

So what the do you
about being a gangsta?
What the do you know
About in danger?
You doing this,
So you know your talking 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 give a
what you think and say,
Cause we are rock
This place anyway.
(Undead!)

(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!)

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