Holliwood Undead - - Undead(EminEm cover) | Текст песни

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Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

[Chorus]
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!)
(repeat 2x)

[ Verse 1 ] [ Drake ]

Last name ever, first name greatest
Like a sprained ankle boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
Started off local, but thanks to all the haters
I know G4 pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, nino
She insists she got more class, we know
Swimming in the money, come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped a mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd of thought a country wide tour be the outcome
Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, niggas, I'm about my business
Killin' all these rappers, you would swear I had a hitlist
Everyone who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness
If you ain't been a part of it, at least you got to witness
Bitches

[Chorus]

[ Verse 2 ] [ Eminem ]

There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, macadamian and they go so balistic whoa
He can make them look like bozos hes wonderin if he should spit this slow
Fuck no, go for broke, his cup just runneth over oh no
He aint had a buzz like this since the last time he overdosed
They've been waiting patiently for pinnochio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know, rap will never be the same as before
Bashin into the brains of these hoes, and establishin a name as he goes
The passion and the flame is ignited, you cant put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm talking bout when we riot
You dealin with a few true villians
Whose staying inside of the booth truth spillin,
And spit true feelings until our tooth fillings
Come flying up out of our mouths now rewind it
Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me
Hows it taste? when I slap the taste
Out of your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm, hannibal lecter so just incase you was thinkin of savin face
You aint gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place so Drake

[Chorus]


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