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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

You get up out the way,
Tomorrow rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck 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 a fuck what 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,
Cause I hate you breathe,
I see you duck,
You punk,
You fucking disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk Cadillacs- we never go far,
And you see us motherfuckers,
better who we are.

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

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

(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 are gonna rock this 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 rock this whole place anyway.

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

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

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

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

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

(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 are gonna rock this whole anyway.

boys with tattoos,
We are pointing at you,
We are breaking everything, like a classroom,
of wolves,
'Cause we follow the rules,
And when you're your mouth,
Our blades come out,
Because its nothing in my mouth my dick and what I spit,
So my is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit,
Speaking of fags, already wrap the drag,
We killed him and then we his body in the Cadillac.

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

So what the do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you know 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,
'Cause we are gonna this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(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,
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!)
you fucker's just die, (die) (Undead!)