Hollywood Undead

Hollywood Undead - Lump Your Head lyrics

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<strong>Lump Your Head Lyrics</strong>

Boy u better put a lid on it

U don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

Like u the boss

U should check ur chin

Oh no u don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

But just when I'm wrong

Cuz u don't want none

Let me take u back

So back in time

And make the front page news

Livin lives of crime

Cuz ur grand mood shined

Outlaws to be exact

We're gettin somethin new

And we never turned back

6 shots, point blank

Aimin at ur face

Imma quick draw

Then I'm gone without a trace

And I'll rob a bank

While chee and steal

Derail a fuckin train

Cuz u know that I will

U need to pay ur dues

And get cement shoes

And we're still on the run

The most ruthless crew

U don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

Like u the boss

U should check ur chin

Oh no u don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

But just when I'm wrong

Cuz u don't want none

I'm a heart break kid

I'm a stick up kid

Bang. bang

Tommy gun

Yous a punk ass bitch

Knocked out

One punch

Like a superhero

Banged up. craped out

Now ur back to zero

Boom. bing. pow.

King kong do doubt

If u blow a mission

Imma have to dry u out

U can make it up

The deets train off of the ground

Imma switch plates

Shake it u know how

Work gets around

All bets are in

I see u roll the dice

Looks like another 7

It's the end of ur life

U don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

Like u the boss

U should check ur chin oh

U don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

But just when I'm wrong

Cuz u don't want none

It's no matter

Just a matter of time

It don't matter to 3

It aint no matter of mine

If u keep ur mouth shut

Then u'll be just fine

If u keep running gums

U better look out behind

I see U N to the D E A D

U got the full clip

It's just cockin empty

Ur the cock of the walk

But u walk too far

Now ur cock's on the block

Of the boulevard

I'm the J O H to the N Y 3 T

U lucky u aint dead

If u know they sent me

U don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

Like u the boss

U should check ur chin

Oh no u don't know what it's like

To get ur head lumped in

U keep flappin those gums

But just when I'm wrong

Cuz u don't want none

U N to the D E A D

U got ur fist raised

But ur legs are shaking

U N to the D E A D

U know that I'm the shit

That's why u tryin to take me

We can go around the corner

I aint catchin a case

This will all be over quick

Imma do what it takes

So ur betting all u want

But never sneak out of place

Or imma roll ur ass up

And smack the lips off ur face

U better not run

Cuz my bullets are faster

I'd never really hit a bitch

So I'm gonna smack ya

This wont even be a fight

Cuz I'm knockin her out

And ur nicknamed dick

So keep it out of ur mouth

U N to the D E A D

Better be known

We do this shit on a daily

U N to the D E A D

No thanks

Still servin u baby

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