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Lump Your Head

de Hollywood Undead

Boy, you better put a lid on it

You don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
Like you the boss till we check your chin
Oh no, you don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
So just run along 'cause you don't want none

Let me take you back
So back in time
And make the front page news
Living lives of crime
'Cause we ran moonshine
Outlaws to be exact
We get something new
And we never turn back
Six shots, point blank
Aiming at your face
I'mma quickdraw
Then I'm gone without a trace
And I'll rob a bank
Or I'll cheat and steal
Derail a fucking train
'Cause you know that I will
You need to pay your dues
Or get cement shoes
And we're still on the run
The most ruthless crew!

You don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
Like you the boss till we check your chin
Oh no, you don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
So just run along 'cause you don't want none

I'm a heartbreak kid
I'm a stick up kid
Bang bang, Tommy gun
You's a punk-ass bitch
Knocked out in one punch
Like a superhero
Paid up, cropped out
Now you're back to zero
Boom, bing, pow
King Kong no doubt
Like a prohibition
I'mma have to dry you out
You'll be picking up your teeth
Straight off of the ground
I'mma switch blade, shake it
You know how word gets around
All bets are in
I see you roll the dice
Looks like another seven
It's the end of your life!

You don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
Like you the boss till we check your chin
Oh no, you don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
So just run along 'cause you don't want none

It's no matter
Just a matter of time
It don't matter to 3
It ain't no matter of mine
If you keep your mouth shut
Then you'll be just fine
If you keep running gums
You better look out behind
I see U-N to the D-E-A-D
You got the full clip
It's just cocking empty
You're the cock of the walk
But you walked too far
Now your cock's on the block
Of the boulevard
I'm the J-O-H to the N-Y 3T
You lucky you ain't dead
If you know they sent me!

You don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
Like you the boss till we check your chin
Oh no, you don't know what it's like
To get your head lumped in
'Cause you keep flapping those gums
So just run along 'cause you don't want none

U-N to the D-E-A-D!
You got your fist raised
But your legs are shaky!
U-N to the D-E-A-D!
You know that I'm the shit
That's why you're trying to take me!
We can go around the corner
I ain't catching a case
This will all be over quick
I'mma do what it takes
So you better know your role
And never speak out of place
Or I'mma roll your ass up
And smack the lips off your face
You better not run
'Cause my bullets are faster
I'd never really hit a bitch
So I'm gonna smack you
This won't even be a fight
'Cause I'm knocking you out
And my name ain't dick
So keep it out of your mouth!
U-N to the D-E-A-D!
Let it be known we do this shit on a daily
U-N to the D-E-A-D!
Nothing, still serving you baby!

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