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Hollywood Undead
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Lump Ya Head
作词:Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Alexis Busek, Jorel Decker, George Don Gilmore, Daniel Murillo, George Arthur Ragan, Jordon Kristopher Terrell
Boy, you better put a lid on it
You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gum's like you the boss You should check your chin, oh no You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums but just when I'm wrong 'Cause you don't want none
Let me take you back, so back in time And make the front page news, livin' lives of crime 'Cause your grand mood shined, outlaws to be exact We're gettin' somethin' new and we never turned back 6 shots, point blank, aimin' at your face I'ma quick draw then I'm gone without a trace
And I'll rob a bank while cheat and steal Derail a fuckin' train 'cause you know that I will You need to pay your dues and 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 You keep flappin' those gum's like you the boss You should check your chin, oh no You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums but just when I'm wrong 'Cause you don't want none
I'm a heart break kid, I'm a stick up kid Bang, bang, Tommy gun You's a punk ass bitch, knocked out One punch like a superhero Banged up, crapped out, now your back to zero
Boom, bin', pow, Kin' Kong do doubt If you blow a mission, I'ma have to dry you out You can make it up, the debts train off of the ground I'ma switch plates, shake it, you know how Word gets around, all bets are in I see you roll the dice, looks like another 7 It's the end of your life
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gum's like you the boss You should check your chin, oh no You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums but just when I'm wrong '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 runnin' gums, you better look out behind
I see you and to the D-E-A-D, you got the full clip It's just cockin' empty, you're the cock of the walk But you walk too far, now your cock's on the block Off the boulevard, I'm the J â€'O-H to the N-Y-3-T 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 You keep flappin' those gum's like you the boss You should check your chin, oh no You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums but just when I'm wrong 'Cause you don't want none
You and to the D-E-A-D, you got your fist raised But your legs are shakin', you and to the D-E-A-D You know that I'm the shit, that's why you tryin' to take me We can go around the corner, I ain't catchin' a case This will all be over quick, I'ma do what it takes
So your bettin' all you want but never sneak out of place Or I'ma 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 ya This won't even be a fight 'cause I'm knockin' her out
And your nicknamed dick so keep it out of your mouth You and to the D â€'E-A-D, better be known We do this shit on a daily You and to the D â€'E-A-D, no thanks Still servin' you baby
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