[Chorus: Undead]
Better duck when drivebys go down
Duck when misfits in your hometown
Motherfuckers need to hit that ground
Cause these bodies won’t be found
Better duck down and hit that floor
Causing drivebys with a .44
We knock down your fucking front door
Hit the ground when we start this war

[Verse 1: Charlie]
Shots ring and pass by your ear
Your sweat falls down, your full of fear
You hit the ground with all your tears
We are not the ones to play with
We are not the ones to stay with
I load my clips while slayer enrages
Were done turn the pages
Taking shots from the .40
As we murder your shorty
Listening know with a face of despair
Murder you mistress like I do not care
You see us all winning, and think ´´its not fair´´
You tried to fake a love that was never there

[Chorus: Undead]
Better duck when drivebys go down
Duck when misfits in your hometown
Motherfuckers need to hit that ground
Cause these bodies won’t be found
Better duck down and hit that floor
Causing drivebys with a .44
We knock down your fucking front door
Hit the ground when we start this war
[Verse 2: Undead]
Your blood runs cold while we paint the streets red
Eyes covered with blindfold with muzzle against your head
When somebody talks shit against the Undead
Somebody gets buried cause they can’t outrun the spread
Who woulda knew we turn the trees blue?
Sitting on the internet thinkin’ “is this shit true?”
Don’t give a fuck about that bad review
I’ll write this shit out just as a big “fuck you!”
The gauges are racked, Charlie in the back
Now I’m here to attack so don’t try to distract
You better not slack cause skills is what you lack
These nights stay black, you become a story on this track
Let’s lock and load, let’s rock and roll
Let’s cock and go, join this Undead show
I mean what I say, fuckers dead when I spray
Smoked like an ashtray on this Judgement Day
Face the strife at the end of your life
Cause I’m gonna live and you’re gonna die
Here comes hell, best to give up, right?
Or else you’ll be a story on a cold black night!

[Chorus: Undead]
Better duck when drivebys go down
Duck when misfits in your hometown
Motherfuckers need to hit that ground
Cause these bodies won’t be found
Better duck down and hit that floor
Causing drivebys with a .44
We knock down your fucking front door
Hit the ground when we start this war
[Verse 3: Charlie and (Undead)]
How the hell did this happen?
(This life you can’t get back from)
Now I got a fully loaded magnum
(Have some questions? Better not ask them)
Cause I’m actin’ like a madman
(Worse them Dahmer or fuckin’ Manson)
Take you, give you back for ransom
(Make you motherfuckers scream my anthem)
Now we knockin’ on your door
(Undead pacin’ back and forth)
Board up those windows
(Cause we might start a war)
Oh fuck, we might be trippin’ cause weed got us spinnin’
(Undead till I die, but I don’t die, so I’m still livin’)

[Chorus: Undead]
Better duck when drivebys go down
Duck when misfits in your hometown
Motherfuckers need to hit that ground
Cause these bodies won’t be found
Better duck down and hit that floor
Causing drivebys with a .44
We knock down your fucking front door
Hit the ground when we start this war
[Bridge: Undead]
These words made of fucking violence!
Loud pop breaks the fucking silence!
Kings of the world, you witnessing tyrants!
Either way, stop fighting before little fucks start dying!

[Chorus: Undead]
Better duck when drivebys go down
Duck when misfits in your hometown
Motherfuckers need to hit that ground
Cause these bodies won’t be found
Better duck down and hit that floor
Causing drivebys with a .44
We knock down your fucking front door
Hit the ground when we start this war