Hollywood Undead — Undead (Live)
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Undead (Live) Hollywood Undead04:48
Текст песни: Undead (Live)
Hollywood Undead: Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Johnny 3 Tears: Look up and see that motherfucking writing on the wall When you see J3T, thirty deep, he's down to brawl Fuck all 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 arms Boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car 'Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far But when you see us, motherfuckers, better know who we are I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate Motherfuckers 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 motherfucking drunk I'm already loud, maybe it's a little too late Johnny's taking heads off of all faggots who hate 'Cause I'm a God, motherfucker, there's a price to pay Yeah, I'm a God, motherfucker, and it's Judgement Day Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway Charlie Scene: I'm getting used to this nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music How fucking 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 paid the bill, I nearly died for this music You make me wanna run around pulling my guns out and shit You're 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'd hate to be that person when my verse comes out their kid's lips That shit's as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's tits Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway J-Dog: White boys with tattoos, po-pointing right at you We're breaking everything, r-rowdy like a class room Pack of wolves, 'cause we don't follow the rules And when you're running your mouth, our razor blades come out But you always pressing? You know I'm never stressing With fucking DMS, J-Johnny to my left Got Phantom and the rest, who are down to rep the west I grew up on by drive by's and L.A. gang signs So what the fuck you know about being a gangsta? And what the fuck you know about being in danger? You ain't doing this, so you know you're just talking shit Mad at all of us, 'cause every song is a fucking hit Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Hollywood Undead: Undead! Deuce: You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we'll rock this whole place anyway Hollywood Undead: Undead! Johnny 3 Tears: Motherfucker, time to ride, ride Hollywood Undead: Undead! Johnny 3 Tears: I see you duck when we drive by Hollywood Undead: Undead! Johnny 3 Tears: Motherfucker, it's time to ride, ride Hollywood Undead: Undead! Johnny 3 Tears: Won't you punks just die, die Hollywood Undead: Undead!
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