Luyện nghe bài hát Undead

Undead,
Undead,

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow rise, so let's fight today
You know I don't a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You know I don't give a fuck what you or say
Cause we gon rock this place anyway

Now, I see motherfuckin writin on the wall
When you see J3T, deep he's down to brawl
Fuck all haters I see I hate that you breathe
I see you duck, you little punk, you little fuckin

I got H.U. on the front of my arm
The Boulevard, knuckles in the back of the car
we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far
And when you see us, motherfuckers, better who we are

I got one to say to punk asses who hate
Motherfuckers, know but you better watch what you say
From these industry fucks to these ass punks
You don't know what it takes to get this motherfuckin

I'm loud maybe it's a little too late
Johnnys taking heads off of all the who hate
Cause I am god motherfucker, a price to pay
Get out my gun and it's judgment day

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You know I don't a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon rock this place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so fight today
You know I give a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon rock this whole anyway

I'm gettin used to nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music
How fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do
You cowards can't, you never will, don't even try to it
I took the chance, I payed the bill, I nearly died for music

You make me wanna run around, pullin my out and shit
Your temptin me to run my mouth and call you out on this,
How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of
You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a

What, you can't see the in the verses I spit?
What, you think I got lucky, didn't work for this shit?
Bitch, I've working at this ever since I was a kid
I played a million shows to only family and friends

What kind of person can dis a band that to get big?
I hate to be that when my verse comes out of the kid's lips
That shits as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I
Signed Charlie Scene on your tits

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so, let's today
You know I give a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so, fight today
You know I don't give a fuck you think or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

White boys with tattoos we are pointing at you
We are everything, rowdy like a classroom
Pack of cause we don't follow the rules
And when you're running your mouth our razor come out

Because its nothing in my mouth except my and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand when I to faggots talking shit,
of fags, Already rap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his in the Cadillac.

But why you pressing? You know I'm never stressed it
fuckin DMS, Johnny to my left
Got and the rest, who are down to rep the west
I grew up by drive-by's and L.A sides

So what the fuck do you know about being a
And what the do you know about being in danger?
You ain't doing this, so you know just talking shit
Mad at all the boys every song is a fuckin hit

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You know I don't give a fuck you think or say
Cause we gon rock whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You I don't give a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon rock this whole place

Undead, motherfuckin time to ride,
Undead, stand up when we by, by
Undead, time to ride, ride
Undead, why you fucker's just die, die