Undead, Undead,
Undead, you get up out the way we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't a fuck what 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 know I don't give a what you think or say Cause we gon rock this place anyway
Now, I see that motherfuckin writin on the When you see J3T, Thirty deep he's to brawl Fuck all haters I see cause I hate that you I see you duck, you little punk, you fuckin disease
I got H.U. on the front of my arm The Boulevard, brass knuckles in the of the car Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we go far And when you see us, motherfuckers, know who we are
I got one thing to say to asses who hate Motherfuckers, don't know but you better watch you say From these industry to these faggot ass punks You don't know what it takes to get this motherfuckin
I'm already loud it's a little too late Johnnys taking heads off of all the who hate Cause I am god motherfucker, there's a to pay Get out my gun and it's judgment day
Undead, you get up out the way we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't a fuck what 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 know I give a fuck what you think or say Cause we gon rock whole place anyway
I'm gettin used to nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music How fuckin stupid and foolish of you to you can do this? 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 this
You make me run around, pullin my guns 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 off a bridge
What, you see the sarcasm in the verses I spit? What, you I just got lucky, didn't work for this shit? Bitch, I've been at this ever since I was a kid I played a million empty shows to only family and
What kind of person can dis a band that deserves to get I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's That as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit Signed Charlie on your girlfriend's tits
Undead, you get up out the way we'll rise, so, let's fight today You I don't give a fuck what you think or say Cause we gon rock this whole anyway
Undead, you get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so, let's fight You know I don't give a fuck what you or say Cause we gon rock this place anyway
White boys with tattoos we are right at you We are breaking everything, rowdy like a Pack of cause we don't follow the rules And when you're running mouth our razor blades come out
its nothing in my mouth except my dick and what I spit, So my is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit, Speaking of fags, Already rap the drag, We him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.
But why you pressing? You know I'm never stressed it fuckin DMS, Johnny to my left Got Phantom and the rest, who are down to rep the I grew up by and L.A gang sides
So what the fuck do you know about a gangsta? And what the fuck do you know about in danger? You ain't doing this, so you know youre just shit Mad at all the boys cause song is a fuckin hit
Undead, you get up out the way we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I give a fuck what you think or say we gon rock this 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 place anyway
Undead, motherfuckin to ride, ride Undead, up when we drive by, by Undead, time to ride, ride Undead, why you fucker's just die, die