Hollywood Undead - Undead:

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 don't know what,
You better watch what you say.
From these industry fucks,
To these faggot ass punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this motherfucking truck.

I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johny's taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate,
Cause I am good motherfucker and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am a good motherfucker and its judgment day!

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

I'm getting used to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth this music,
It's fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this,
You cowards can't, never will, don't 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 can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What? You think I just got lucky and 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 gets disembanded and deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 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 wrap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.

Why you always pressin?
You know I'm 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-by's and L.A gangsta's,

So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't 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 fucker's just die, (die) (Undead!)


Hollywood Undead - California

Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get...

California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California throw it up
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California, so high we'll ride all night

Comin' straight outta Cali (what?!)
The 818 valley (what?!)
323! Fuckin' horse night alley(?)
And from Highland to Clayton, all these bitches are hatin'
'Cause the shit that we're saying, is the shit that they're playin'
If we don't make it we'll take it
If ain't real then we'll fake it
Open your mouth and I'll break it; don't give a fuck it you hate it!
We're looking for the 6 chicks, down with the 6 dicks
Rollin' all day, gettin' buzzed its ridiculous
Horny like the sickness
Quickies with the quickness
Pussy like its business
Work it like its fitness
Listen while I spit this, gamin' all these bitches
Now I'm gonna hit this, and fuck until I'm dickless!

California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California throw it up
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California, so high we'll ride all night

Let's get girls in the front and the sluts in the back
Let's push 'em all together and put 'em on our laps
Alcohol and drugs and California love
They got me ready to party on this sweetened Bacardi
From the north to the south, this state's all about
Silicon lips and all the fake tits!
California girls; best in the world
Best in the back seat; so lets get fuckin' nasty!
I'm a pirate on the streets of C-California
Movin' and cruisin', we're boozin' all night to the mornin'
So from dust 'till dawn, you know Undead is always on
Hit it once like a bomb
Hit it twice and then I'm gone!

California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California throw it up
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California, all night 'till the morning

You don't wanna step on us, we leave the club fucked up
Come on down and say "What's up?"
Don't front 'cause I ain't buzzed
Johnny's here to fuck you up
JDOG pass the 40 up
You know I'll be here all night
And Undead 'till the day we die

California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California throw it up
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California show me love
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
California, all night 'till the morning

Get, get, get drunk let's
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
Get, get, get, drunk let's
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up
Get, get, get, drunk let's
Get buzzed; let's get fucked up

California, so high we'll ride all night!