Представляем точный текст композиции "Undead" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hollywood Undead . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Undead» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hollywood Undead передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hollywood Undead - "Undead"
Lyrics to Undead : Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!) (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. Now I see that motherfucker writin on the wall When you see, J-3-T, Thirty D bra, Fuck those 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 arm, Boulevard, Brass knuckles in the back of the car, Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far, And when you see us motherfuckers, better know who we are. I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate, Motherfuckers who dont know what, You better watch what you say. From these industry fucks, To these faggot ass punks, You dont know what it takes, To get this motherfucking truck. Im already loud maybe, It's a little too late, Johnys taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate, Cause I am good motherfucker and theres a price to pay, Yeah, I am a good motherfucker and its judgment day! (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!) (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. Im getting used to this nuisance, And all the fags who bad mouth this music, Its fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this, You cowards cant, never will, dont even try to pursue it. I took the chance, I played the pill, I nearly died for this music. You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and shit, Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this bitch, I heard the reason you got to beater to believe any of this, You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge, What' You cant see the sarcasm in the verses I spit' What' You think I just got lucky and didnt work for this shit' Bitch. Ive 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 gets disembanded and deserves to get big' I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kids lips. That shits as worse as it gets. This verse is over, I quit. Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriends tits. (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!) (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. White boys with tattoos, We are pointing right at you, We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom, Pack of wolves, Cause we dont follow the rules, And when youre running your mouth, Our razor blades come out, Because its nothing in my mouth except my dick and what I spit, So my dick is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit, Speaking of fags, already wrap with the drag, We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac. Why you always pressin' You know Im never stressing, With fucking DMS, J-Johny to my left, Got Phantom and the rest, Who are down there at the west, A grew up by drive-bys and L.A gangstas, So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta' What the fuck do you know about being in danger' You aint doing this, so you know youre just talking shit. Mad at all the boys because every song is a fucking hit. (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!) (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow well rise so we fight today, And no, I dont give a fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!) See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!) Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!) Watch you fuckers just die, (die) (Undead!) [ Undead Lyrics ]
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