Undead!
Undead!
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 f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Now I see that m*********** writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
30 deep is down the brawl,
f*** those haters I see,
Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little f****** 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,
And when you see us m************,
Better know who we are.
I got one thing to say to punk a**** who hate,
m************ who don't know what,
You better watch what you say.
From these industry f****,
To these f***** a** punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this m************ truck.
I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johny's taking heads off of punk f*****s who hate,
Cause I am god m*********** and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am god m*********** and its 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 f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
I'm getting used to this nuisance,
the f*** who bad mouth this music,
How f***** 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 played the pill, I nearly died for this music.
You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and s***,
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this b****,
How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this,
You need to slit your wrist, get p***** and go 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 s***?
b****. I've been working at this ever since I was a kid,
I played a million empty shows to only family and friends.
What kind of person would dis a band that deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips.
That s**** as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's t***.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
White boys with tattoos,
We're pointing right at you,
We're 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,
Because its nothing in my mouth except my d*** and what I spit,
So my d*** is in my hand when I respond to f*****s talking s***,
Speaking of f***, already wrap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.
Why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressing,
With f****** DMS,
J-Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down to rep the west,
I grew up by drive-by's and L.A gangsta's,
So what the f*** you know about being a gangsta?
What the f*** you know about being in danger?
You ain't doing this, so you know you're just talking s***.
Mad at all the boys because every song is a f****** hit.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
m************ time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
m************ time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you punks just die, (die) (Undead!)
Undead!
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 f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Now I see that m*********** writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
30 deep is down the brawl,
f*** those haters I see,
Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little f****** 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,
And when you see us m************,
Better know who we are.
I got one thing to say to punk a**** who hate,
m************ who don't know what,
You better watch what you say.
From these industry f****,
To these f***** a** punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this m************ truck.
I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johny's taking heads off of punk f*****s who hate,
Cause I am god m*********** and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am god m*********** and its 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 f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
I'm getting used to this nuisance,
the f*** who bad mouth this music,
How f***** 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 played the pill, I nearly died for this music.
You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and s***,
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this b****,
How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this,
You need to slit your wrist, get p***** and go 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 s***?
b****. I've been working at this ever since I was a kid,
I played a million empty shows to only family and friends.
What kind of person would dis a band that deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips.
That s**** as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's t***.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
White boys with tattoos,
We're pointing right at you,
We're 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,
Because its nothing in my mouth except my d*** and what I spit,
So my d*** is in my hand when I respond to f*****s talking s***,
Speaking of f***, already wrap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.
Why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressing,
With f****** DMS,
J-Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down to rep the west,
I grew up by drive-by's and L.A gangsta's,
So what the f*** you know about being a gangsta?
What the f*** you know about being in danger?
You ain't doing this, so you know you're just talking s***.
Mad at all the boys because every song is a f****** hit.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let's fight today,
You know, I don't give a f*** 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 f*** what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
m************ time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
m************ time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you punks just die, (die) (Undead!)