hollywood undead - undead w/ lyrics

pls subscribe rate and comment enjoy lyrics: Undead, Undead, Undead, Undead (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so lets fight today, You know, I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gon&run this whole place anyway. (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so lets fight today, You know, I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gon&run this whole place anyway. Now I see that motherfucker writing on the wall When you see, J-3-T, 30 D, beats down a bra, Fuck those haters I see, &I hate that you breathe, I see you duck, you little punk, you little fucking disease. I got H.U. tatt&on the front of my arms, Boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car, Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far, And when you see us mother fuckers, better know who we are. I got one thing to say To punk asses who hate, Mother fuckers who 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 mother fucking truck. I&already loud maybe, Its a little too late, Johnnys taking heads off, Of all the faggots who hate, &I am good mother fucker There&a price to pay, Get out my gun, mother fucker And its judgment day! (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we&rise so lets fight today, You know, I don&give a fuck what you think or say, &we gon&run this whole place anyway. (Undead!) You better get up out the...