Luyện nghe bài hát Undead

Undead,
Undead,

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You know I don't a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon rock whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so fight today
You know I give a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon rock this whole anyway

Now, I see that motherfuckin on the wall
you see J3T, Thirty deep he's down to brawl
Fuck all haters I see I hate that you breathe
I see you duck, you little punk, you little fuckin

I got H.U. tattooed on the of my arm
The Boulevard, knuckles in the back of the car
Cause we drive Cadillacs, we never go far
And when you see us, motherfuckers, better who we are

I got one thing to say to punk asses who
Motherfuckers, don't know but you watch what you say
From these industry fucks to faggot ass punks
You know what it takes to get this motherfuckin drunk

I'm already loud maybe it's a too late
Johnnys taking heads off of all the who hate
I am god motherfucker, there's a price to pay
Get out my gun motherfucker and judgment day

Undead, you get up out the way
we'll rise, so let's fight today
You know I don't give a fuck what you or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow rise, so let's fight today
You know I don't give a fuck what you or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

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

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

What, you see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What, you think I just got lucky, didn't for this shit?
Bitch, I've been working at this ever I was a kid
I played a million empty shows to only family and

What kind of can dis a band that deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse out of the kid's lips
shits as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit
Signed Charlie on your 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
we gon rock this whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so, let's today
You know I give a fuck what you think or say
we gon rock this whole place anyway

White with tattoos we are pointing right at you
We are breaking everything, rowdy a classroom
Pack of wolves we don't follow the rules
And when you're running your mouth our blades come out

Because its nothing in my mouth except my and what I spit,
So my is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit,
Speaking of fags, Already rap the drag,
We him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.

But why you always pressing? You I'm never stressed it
With DMS, Johnny to my left
Got and the rest, who are down to rep the west
I grew up by drive-by's and L.A gang

So what the fuck do you about being a gangsta?
And what the fuck do you know about being in
You ain't this, so you know youre just talking shit
Mad at all the boys every song is a fuckin hit

Undead, you get up out the way
we'll rise, so let's fight today
You know I don't give a fuck you think or say
Cause we gon rock whole place anyway

Undead, you get up out the way
Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's today
You I don't give a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

Undead, motherfuckin to ride, ride
Undead, up when we drive by, by
Undead, motherfuckin to ride, ride
Undead, why you fucker's just die, die