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 fuck you think or say
Cause we gon rock this whole anyway

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What kind of person can dis a band that deserves to get
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's
That shits as worse as it gets, this 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 I don't give a fuck what you think 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 don't give a fuck you think or say
we gon rock this whole place anyway

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

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

But why you always pressing? You know I'm stressed it
With fuckin DMS, Johnny to my
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 the fuck do you know about being in danger?
You ain't 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
Tomorrow rise, so let's fight today
You know I don't a fuck what you think or say
Cause we gon this whole place anyway

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, time to ride, ride
Undead, stand up when we by, by
Undead, motherfuckin time to ride,
Undead, why don't you fucker's die, die