Blackstreet (On The Radio)

de Hollywood Undead

Seems like everyone's got their beef
But tomorrow we'll be shining brighter
We'll keep it going, fighting!
Hold on when we win, take a hit
'Cause we never gonna lose it dying
We gonna keep on fighting!
Hold on when we win, take a hit
'Cause we never gonna lose it dying
We gonna keep on fighting!

And all the days come back to me
Come back to what we used to be!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!
And yesterday we used to say
We'd never change and stay the same!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!

It gets harder to see
What people want me to be
It's just me being me
I'm just Charlie Scene
I used to follow my dream
To play guitar and sing
Now I rhyme over beats
I take it seriously
I used to flow with G's
It was a joke to me
And I would never foresee
That I would be an MC
When I would skate the streets
I had a fake ID
And I carved my name on a tree
Back when it was J.T
And now Undead will get props
For the rest of our lifes
And that's like getting
A permanent high-five
'Cause people like our tight rhymes
And haters get a black eye
From six crazy white guys
I'm just a guy in a band
With a mic in my hand
Who decided to rap
And fell in love with his fans
And now my flows are the sickest
Rated ten by the bitches
And i'm getting ri-dick-ulous
That's how many inches my dick is

Undead Revolution, 1 , 2 , 3, go!

And all the days come back to me
Come back to what we used to be!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!
And yesterday we used to say
We'd never change and stay the same!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!

I got my name upon a wall
With J.O.R
I got arrested with Wes
And the Scientist
I used to run with a gang
My parents sent me away
Producer showed me how to phrase
I like it better this way
Now watch me fuck up this beat
With J-D-O-G
Johnny, J-Dog, and me
We fuck fifty girls a week
I used to skate on the streets
And always people would beef
And they'd pull guns out on me
Oh wait that happened last week
I'm used to dancing at shows
Handing out the blows
You'll see me and Charlie Scene
Tag-teaming the hoes
And our armor shines gold
Got no albums sold
It's just me and Da Kurlzz
We're taking over the world
And 3 Tears' got
A mind like a Caesar
He writes lyrics, eats grapes
And f-fucks at his own leisure
And the Funny Man aint African
He's Mexican
Hard-headed like Republicans
Undead Revolution!

Undead Revolution, 1 , 2 , 3, go!

And all the days come back to me
Come back to what we used to be!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!
And yesterday we used to say
We'd never change and stay the same!
(And in the end we'll find the rest!)
The rest has gone away!

The rest has gone away, oh!
We've got nothing in this world
Except for you boys and you girls
And we'll kill to the top
And well laugh as they watch
The rest has gone away, oh!
We got nothing in this world
Except for you boys and you girls
And we'll kill to the top
And well laugh as they watch

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