White boys with tattoos,
pa..pointin' right at you
We're breakin everything, ra..roudy like a class room
Pack of wolves, cuz we don’t follow the rules
And when you're runnin' your mouth, our razor blades come out
Bu...but you already press, and you know I never stress,
With Loki DMS, J..Johnny to my left
Got phantom and the rest who are down to rep the west,
I grew up on by drive by's and LA gang signs
So what the fuck you know about bein' a gangsta?
And what the fuck you know about bein' in danger?
You ain't doin' this so you know you just talking shit,
Mad at all of us... cause every song is a fuckin' hit
Undead by Hollywood Undead