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 or say, 'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. Your the walking dead to me.
Dead man walking. You better get up out my 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 kick your arse today.
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 my enermys every breath. But i server my corp and protect my Alliance. Death to those who stand between me and crop members. I see you duck, You little punk, You little fucking little 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,<b