Luyện nghe bài hát Undead

Undead,
Undead,

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

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

Now, I see that writin on the wall
When you see J3T, Thirty deep down to brawl
Fuck all haters I see cause I hate you breathe
I see you duck, you punk, you little fuckin disease

I got H.U. tattooed on the of my arm
The Boulevard, brass knuckles in the of the car
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we go far
And you see us, motherfuckers, better know who we are

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

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

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

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 this place anyway

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

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

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

What kind of person can dis a band that to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's
That as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit
Signed Charlie Scene on your tits

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

White boys with tattoos we are pointing at you
We are breaking everything, like a classroom
Pack of cause we don't follow the rules
And when you're running your our razor blades come out

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

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

So what the fuck do you about being a gangsta?
And what the do you know about being in danger?
You doing this, so you know youre just talking shit
Mad at all the boys cause song is a fuckin hit

Undead, you get up out the way
we'll rise, so let's fight today
You know I give 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 place

Undead, motherfuckin time to ride,
Undead, stand up we drive by, by
Undead, time to ride, ride
Undead, why don't you just die, die