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Hollywood Undead - Hollywood Forever Funny Man Remix Lyrics

Hollywood Forever (Funny Man Remix) Lyrics[Intro]

[Verse 1: Lefty Gunplay]
Who you know fresher than Left? Riddle me that
With the bulletproof vest Kansas City fitted hat
I'm a big stepper, whip the Maybach
Face tats I'm the one that's bringing back the gangbang again, yeah
Three bunnies with me, I'm predicting snow tonight
We reminiscing when I was younger, bitch, they stole my bike
Smoking on killer with a killer
Unloaded my pistol throwing hollow tips out the window
[Been jumping out with monkeys, all these fifties?] in the rental
It's Hollywood Undead, I done killed this instrumental
Seventy-thousand what I paid for my dental
I think I'm Metallica and now we're packin' metal
Smoking on some indo, roll down my window
Hit that boy up, wet him up with the extendo
Hold out, bounce on my face, my name was Draco
Lefty Gunplay, this the OTR takeover

[Verse 2: Funny Man]
I'm a funny man, I'ma do this 'til I die
I been searching for salvation but it's so hard to find
Maybe I'm undead but you've been keeping me alive
Ain't no higher cost of living, just a cost of living high
Ain't nobody ever gon' forget about me
Ain't nobody ever asking "Hey, who's he?"
I'm the Funny Man and that's all I'll ever be
Danny, J-Dog, Johnny 3 and Charles P
You're fuckin' hatin, your ship's sailed, your tent's frail
Off tha' tracks with six rails at fifth scale
Funny Man the Latino mixed male
Riding slow in the low like a pimp snail
On the real I'm more fussy than funny
And honestly that shit don't even really bug me
I got what you need, that's why they call me Drugs Bunny
And I love all of you more than you could ever love me

[Verse 3: N8NOFACE]
I be cracked out, smacked out, thwacked out
Still bare arms to pull the Mac out when they black out
Chill guy who can clash out, smash out
Take the trash out, show you what that 'bout
I'm a gangster, don't ask me where my gun at
Fuck with me like a king, that's a genius comeback, bitch
Snappin' Kodak
Get the picture and run it up top what's the issue?
Splash the sand, don't flash the pledge
Turn this side to a crowd and clapping feds and crashing plans
You go ask your mans, please
We the feast - these rappers need plan B's to feed their families
Yeah, we like it, run reds, bump heads, rocking with the undead
Yeah, yeah, homie, 'nough said
Microphones, rifles all bear for rivals
Nice with this shit, I only do it with my eyes closed

[Chorus: Danny, Funny Man, J-Dog, All]
Everywhere I go (Everywhere I go)
You've become a part of me
And all the love you've shown (All the love)
Is worth the blood I bleed
This is all I know (This Is all I know)
What I was born to be
So take a forty to the head
'Cause you're rocking with the best
Every single one of us is undead
Undead
Undead