Hollywood Undead

Heart Of A Champion

Mic check, yo, man, fuck you

I got some coke in my sock and a couple rocks too

I got a bottle full of Kettle, drunk, pedal to the metal

Got some beef, I gotta settle, but you gotta check the dentals, oh

They don't like me? I make the music I want to

These divas fucking need us, man, worse than their heartbeat

They're digging up my grave, but these bitches gotta pay

And the price of admission, it ain't ever gonna change

It'll end when I say it 'cause you're wet when I spray it

And the more you fucking hate us, well, the more you'll fucking play it, bitch

I'm crossing out names

And no one is safe

I'll leave a rose on your grave

It's the dove and grenade

I'm absent mentally, slaughtering all my enemies

I'm murdering recklessly, bitch, these streets ain't no Sesame

And now you're maxing my felony list, I'm not wasting energy on this

I'm gonna win, let's be honest, that's something I'll fucking promise

Godless so I'll take the charges, spotless is my fucking conscience

God, this is so fucking pompous, like congress if i was in office

God, I'm just so damn exhausted, novices making me nauseous

I'm gonna win that regardless, this ain't no place for the heartless

'Cause I live for the pain

The fight, the glory, the game

I'm crossing out names

And no one is safe

I'll leave a rose on your grave

It's the dove and grenade

Compare me to none

I got the heart of a champion

Compare me to none

I got the heart of a champion

I'm crossing out names

And no one is safe

I'll leave a rose on your grave

It's the dove and grenade

I'm crossing out names

And no one is safe

I'll leave a rose on your grave

It's the dove and grenade