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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you or say,
'Cause we are gonna this whole place anyway.

Now I see motherfucker writin' on the wall
you see, J-3-T,
Thirty deep, he's to brawl
those haters I see,
Cause I that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You punk,
You little disease,
I got H.U. on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive we never go far,
And you see us motherfuckers,
know who we are.

I got one thing to say to asses who hate,
Motherfuckers know what,
You watch what you say.
these industry fucks,
To faggot ass punks,
You don't what it takes,
To get this truck.

I'm already maybe,
a little too late,
Johny's taking hands up, all the faggots who hate,
I am the god motherfucker and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am the god and it's judgment day!

(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 are gonna this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
'Cause we are rock this whole place anyway.

I'm getting used to nuisance,
And all the who bad mouth this music,
It's stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this,
You cowards can't, never will, even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I played the bill, I nearly died for music.

You make me run around, pulling my guns out and shit,
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on bitch,
How ignorant you gotta be to any of this,
You need to slit wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge,

What? You see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What? You think I got lucky and didn't work for this shit?
Bitch. I've been at this ever since I was a kid,
I played a million empty to only family and friends.

What kind of person gets disembanded and deserves to get
I hate to be that person when my verse out of the kid's lips.
That shits as as it gets.
This is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your tits.

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
we'll rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock whole place anyway.

boys with tattoos,
We are pointing at you,
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy a classroom,
of wolves,
'Cause we don't the rules,
And you're running your mouth,
Our razor come out,
Because its nothing in my mouth my dick and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand when I respond to talking shit,
Speaking of fags, wrap with the drag,
We killed him and we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.

Why you always
You I'm never stressing,
With DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are down at the west,
A up by drive-by's and L.A. gang signs,

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

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so fight today,
You know, I don't give a what you think or say,
we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you or say,
we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Motherfucking to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
Motherfucking to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you just die, (die) (Undead!)