boys can be drama- fucking- queens

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Now I see that motherfuckin' writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty D, he's down a 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 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 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 it's judgment day!

(Undead! )
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

(Undead! )
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or 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,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

(Undead! )
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or 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, (AH! )

Because it's nothing IN MY LIFE 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,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

(Undead! )
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Motherfucking time to ride, (ride, ) (Undead! )
See you duck when we drive by, (by) (Undead! )
Motherfucking time to ride, (ride, ) (Undead! )
Watch you fucker's just die, (die) (Undead! )


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Oh baby these backs are made for stabbing.
And stabbing is what you gotta do
It's the only talent you have
to bad this time it backfired on you

****WARNING RANDOM THREE AM POST****

No long a pharmacy major. Went undeclared... there's some serious shit going down at this school that I'm not digging.

~*~*~

So I've been going out of my way to be nice to people lately... it's starting to get annoying. So tonight I played rock band for 3 hours with my best friend Jarett. We literally ignored each other until we had a rude comment about the other persons score. Best time I had in the past 3 weeks.


I had the all scary sex talk with my boyfriend as well. Actually it was more like me telling him that I know practically nothing compared to his oddly vast knowledge on the subject. (Oh well I can still out smart, spell, and speak him.) I'm inexperienced in that area, which hey, that's cool... to much experience makes a girl a whore, no?

I can't wait for this month to be done... actually I want spring, some nice sunny almost warm weather here in Philly. That would be fantastic.


~*~*~

I had a song stuck in my head today, and I can't remember what it was. Right now it's Lump... which is a funny but stupid song. Sigh, I really want to remember, because I wanted to listen to it so badly.


Sigh, well what ever.