Hollywood Undead - Undead

one of their best! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so let&fight today, You know I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead! ) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so let&fight today, You know I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gonna rock this whole place anyway. Now I see that motherfuckin&writin&on the wall When you see, J-3-T, Thirty deep, he&down to brawl Fuck all haters I see, &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, &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&know what, You better watch what you say. From these industry fucks, To these faggot ass punks, You don&know what it takes, To get this motherfucking drunk. I&already loud, baby, It&a little too late, Johnny&taking heads off of all the faggots who hate, &I&like god, motherfucker, there&a price to pay, Yeah, I&a god, motherfucker, and it&judgment day! (Undead! ) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so let&fight today, You know I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead! ) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so...