Hollywood Undead - Dead In Ditches [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Deuce]
Fucking faggots!
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. Oh!

[Chorus: Deuce]
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches

[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
Don't get us wrong we only made this song
To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
When the 40's up then the 40's gone
To lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song
So pull them toasters out them holsters
Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
Pull that 9 this is how you hold her
Pull that trigger H.U. soldiers...
Punk! Rock out on the block!
Tick tock you cannot stop!
Hip hop like when we drop top so hot!
Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey
Trigger finger feeling frisky
When you shoot it's so damn risky
Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me

[Chorus: Deuce]
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches

[Verse 2: Charlie Scene]
Wait up hold on... Oh no
Got you faggots in a choke hold
And I think I like you, but my 9's sho' don't
And how many shots til' you hit that flo'... I bet fo'
(Yo Charlie you loco.)
Fo' sho'...How many people dipping in my fo' door?
(I see three...)
Bitch no... There's five in the back, and your girl's on my lap
She's a down low, pro ho, fo' sho'... What? What the fuck did I just say
I don't ask any questions I just spray
So hey, what I may say may be risky Deuce made me this way
That's why you don't want no beef
Cause me verse you's like beat the geeks
And we can talk right here or in the street
But my gun talks first cause he loves to speak... bitch!

[Chorus: Deuce]
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packin' 9's
We leave you dead in ditches

[Verse 3: Funny Man]
In the Coupe De'Ville with the shiny rims, playing these bitches like a violin
I got more freaks than a carnival, pop my trunk there's my arsenal
I got bats gats straps so let's start a war, I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
My guns need nicotine they smoke more than me
I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me... Oooh, Wee!
Yo King Kong swinging from a tree!
Dropping on these haters so they bleed!
I'm coming at you bitches full speed!
(Charlie Scene- Funnyman lay off the weed!)
Oh people get jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton's
And that's like Freddy Kruger hatin' on Jason
That's got the Funny Man losing his patience...
Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin!

[Half-Hook]

(Undead!)

[Verse 4: J-Dog]
What!? Say what the fuck! Six shooters up!
Now what the fuck!? point them up!...

Who's down to ride, who's down to ride
Undead pop shots we're down to die
Who's down to die, who's down to die
Undead pop shots we're bound to ride
Black hat side ways white bold L A
Flat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtray
Wig split face ripped, nod if you're listenin' shot to the cross
Leave you dead like a Christian
Pop pop, your heart just stops stops
When I just cock cock, my gun cause I shoot for fun
That's how the west was won
I sell an ounce and then I sell two more
Then I come to collect with the pistol 44
There's some truth to that, About the weed or the gat
You may never know, just leave it at...

[Outro: Deuce]
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. Oh!
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. Oh!