Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Robert John Daisley, Jorel Decker, Deuce, Johnny 3 Tears, John Osbourne, Randy Rhoads, Charlie Scene
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Hollywood UndeadUndead Lyrics:
Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead!
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty deep, he's down to brawl,
Fuck those 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,
And when you see us motherfuckers,
better know who we are.
I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate,
Motherfuckers who 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 motherfuckin truck.
I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johny's taking heads off of all
the faggots who hate,
Cause I'm a good motherfucker and
there's a price to pay,
Get out my gun, motherfucker and it's judgment day!
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
I'm getting used to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth this music,
How fuckin stupid and foolish of you
to think you can do this,
You cowards can't, 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 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 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 shit?
Bitch. 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 diss a band
that deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse
comes out their 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 we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and 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.
And why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressing,
With fucking 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 fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
And 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 the boys because every
song is a fucking hit.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and 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 punks just die, (die) (Undead!)
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