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Undead

Released by Hollywood Undead in 2008
From the Album: Swan Songs |

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This version of Undead was released by Hollywood Undead in 2008.

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Undead!
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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

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

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

Ever see that motherfucker writin’ on the wall
When you see, J-3-T, thirty deep, he’s down to brawl
Fuck all haters I see, cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck, you little punk, you little fucking disease

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

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

I’m already wrapped baby, It’s a little too late,
Johny’s taking heads off of all faggots who hate,
Cause I’m a god motherfucker, there’s a price to pay,
Yeah, I’m a god motherfucker and it’s judgment day!

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

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

See also  Mistake No.2

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

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

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

What kind of person would dis a band that deserves to get big?
I’d hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid’s lips.
That shits as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend’s tits.

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

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

White boys with tattoos,
We are pointing right at you,
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom,
Pack of wolves,
‘Cause we don’t follow the rules,
And when you’re running your mouth,
Our razor blades come out,

Why you always pressin?
You know I’m never stressing,
With fucking DMS,
Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down there at the west,
I grew up on by drive by’s and LA gang signs,

So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you know about being in danger?
You ain’t doing this, so you know you’re just talking shit.
Mad at all of us…. cuz every song is a fuckin` hit

See also  Small Town

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

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

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


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