Hollywood Undead - Out The Way lyrics
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty D piece start a 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,
And 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 fagget 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 hands up, with all faggots who hate,
Cause I'm a good motherfucker there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I'm like god motherfucker and its judgment day!(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
I'm getting used to this nuisance,
Of fags who bad mouth this music,
How fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this,
Your cowards can't, you never will, don't even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I played the bill, 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!
How ignorant you gotta be
to believe any of this?
You need to slit your wrists, 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 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 dis a band and deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out the kid's lips.
That shits as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's tits.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
White boys with tattoos,
We're pointing right at you,
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom,
Panic overrules,
Cause we don't follow the rules,
And when you're 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 wrapped with the drag,
We killed him,
then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.
Why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressed,
With fucking DMS,
J-Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down to rep the west,
I grew up by drive-by's and L.A gang sides.
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 the boys because every song is a fucking hit.
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow will rise so let's fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway. (Undead!)
Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you punks just die, (die) (Undead!)
(Thanks to Chad for these lyrics)
Thanks to Sean for these lyrics
