Lyrics: The Natives

[Tha Producer:]

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 keep on fighting

[chorus (Funny Man, Tha Producer):]
And all the days come back to me
Come back to what we used to be
And in the end well 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

[Charlie Scene:]

It get’s 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 forsee that I would be an MC
When I would skate the streets I had a fake ID
And carved my name in a tree back when it was J.T.
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 7 (actually 6 1/2) 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, 1, 2 , 3, GO!!!

[chorus]

[J-Dog & Da Kurlzz]
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
Producer showed me how to phrase, I like it better this way
Now watch us fuck up this beat
The J D O G, Shady, J-dog and me we fuck 50 girls a week
I used to skate on the streets and always people would beef
And they 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 Ho's
And our armor shines gold, got no albums sold
It's just me and Da Kurlzz, were taking over the WORLD!!
And The Servers 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, 1, 2 , 3, GO!!!

[chorus]

[The Server:]
We 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