Hollywood Undead - Undead (out The Way) lyrics

Undead! 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 f** 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 f** what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. (Undead!) Now I see that mother f**er writing on the wall When you see, J-3-T, 30 deep he's down to brawl f** those haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe, I see you duck, you little punk, You little f**ing disease, I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm, The Boulevard, bra** knuckles In the back of the car, Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far, And when you see us mother f**er's, Better know who we are. I got one thing to say To punk a**es who hate, Mother f**er's who don't know what, You better watch what you say. From these industry f**s, To these f*got a** punks, You don't know what it takes, To get this mother f**ing drunk. I'm already loud maybe, It's a little too late, Johnny's taking heads off, Of all the f*gots who hate, Cause I am God mother f**er And there's a price to pay, Get out my gun, mother f**er 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 f** 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 f** what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. (Undead!) I'm getting used to this nuisance, And all the f*gs who bad mouth this music, How f**ing 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 sh**, Your tempting me to run my mouth, And call you out on this b**h, 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 sh**? b**h. 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 can 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 sh**s 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 f** 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 f** what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. (Undead!) White boys with tattoos, We are pointing right at you, We are breaking everything, R-rowdy like a cla**room, 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 pressing? You know I'm never stressing, With f**ing DMS, J-Johnny to my left, Got Phantom and the rest, Who are down there at the west, A grew up by drive-by's and LA gang signs, So what the f** do you Know about being a gangsta? What the f** do you know About being in danger? You ain't doing this, So you know your just talking sh**. Mad at all the boys because Every song is a f**ing hit. (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, And no, I don't give a f** 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 f** what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. (Undead!) Mother f**ing time to ride, (Ride) (Undead!) See you duck when we drive by, (By) (Undead!) Mother f**ing time to ride, (Ride) (Undead!) Why don't you punks just die (die), (Die) (Undead!)