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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
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,
'Cause we are gonna rock 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 you think or say,
we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the
you see, J-3-T,
Thirty deep, he's down to
Fuck haters I see,
I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You punk,
You little disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass knuckles in the of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we go far,
And you see us motherfuckers,
know who we are.

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

I'm loud maybe,
It's a 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 motherfucker and it's day!

(Undead!)
You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so let's fight today,
You know, I give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock whole place anyway.
(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 are gonna this whole place anyway.

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

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

What? You can't see the sarcasm in the I spit?
What? You I just 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 to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the lips.
shits as worse as it gets.
This is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your tits.

(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 rock whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(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 are gonna rock this whole anyway.

White boys tattoos,
We are right at you,
We are everything, r-rowdy like a classroom,
of wolves,
'Cause we follow the rules,
And when you're 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 respond to talking shit,
Speaking of fags, already with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his in the Cadillac.

Why you pressin?
You know I'm stressing,
fucking DMS,
to my left,
Got and the rest,
Who are down at the west,
A grew up by and L.A. gang signs,

So the fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you about being in danger?
You doing this, so you know you're just talking shit.
Mad at all the boys because every song is a 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 rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock whole place anyway.

time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you fucker's die, (die) (Undead!)