Hollywood Undead - Riot lyrics
Hollywood Undead [J-Dog, Funny Man, Johnny 3 Tears, Charlie Scene, Danny] LA, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Hollywood Undead - Riot lyrics]
But I ain't found one
I've been known to tear shit up
And go off like a gun
I've been drinking way too much
But now I think I'm done
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet right on
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet
I gotta get, I gotta get that feeling
Gotta get higher than the 20-foot ceiling
Just outta rehab, primed for a relapse
Had to do three dabs just so I could relax
Walk in the room and I check for bitches
Check my 44, check my ammunition
Got all my homies here
And that's fucking bitching
We got more pots than your fucking kitchen
Cooking shit up with the heat up high
With your middle fingers up
Let the cops stroll by
No motherfucker here is drunker than I
And if we get drunk enough
We can set it on fire
Like fuck it, I don't wanna come down
I wanna get fucked up right about now
Gonna tear shit up, I don't wanna fight it
Who the fuck here wants to start a riot?
I've been searching for an answer
But I ain't found one
I've been known to tear shit up
And go off like a gun
I've been drinking way too much
But now I think I'm done
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet right on
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet
Roll up to the party in my grandma's Chrysler
Jump into your circle 'cause
I'm dying to cipher
The older I get, I'm like wine, I get finer
And I can tell your girl
Wants Charlie inside her
I'm a ride-or-dier with that eye of the tiger
Cornrows banging out the side of my visors
I'm so damn tight
They should call me the Scheister
Hitting bud and Budweiser, shit
I couldn't get higher
You done turned me into
The "Swan Songs" Charlie
Peeling out on a Harley at
A high school party got a frame like Bane
Call me young Tom Hardy
I'm the fucker to blame for the Undead Army
Got the fire tonight 'cause my ass got laid
Now I'm high and tight like my flat top fade
Mixed some Molly and Xanax and Tanqueray
And I'm fucking bad bitches
Like every single day
I've been searching for an answer
But I ain't found one
I've been known to tear shit up
And go off like a gun
I've been drinking way too much
But now I think I'm done
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet right on
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet
Tear it up, burn it down
Pour them drinks up until we drown
Go all night, every day
And when you walk into the party
Make sure you say
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet right on
Fuck that shit, let's start a riot right on
Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet