The Natives - 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 Gs, it was a joke to me

And I would never foresee that I would be an emcee

When I would skate the streets, I had a fake ID

And I carved my name on a tree back when it was JT

And now Undead will get props for the rest of our lives

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 ridiculous, that’s how many inches my dick is

Undead revolution!

One, two, three, 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 up on a wall with JOR

I got arrested with Wes and the Scientist

I used to run with a gang, my parents sent me away

Produca 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 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 ain’t African, he’s Mexican

Hard-headed like Republicans, Undead revolution!

Undead revolution!

One, two, three, go!

And all the days come back to me (come back to me)

Come back to what we used to be (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 (and yesterday)

We’d never change and stay the same (we'd never change, we’d never change)

And in the end, we’ll find the rest

The rest has gone away

The rest is 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 we’ll laugh as they watch

The rest is 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 we’ll laugh as they watch