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Hollywood Undead - Текст песни Lump Your Head
Boy, you better put a lid on it
 You don't know what it's like
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 Like you the boss
 To be check your chin
 Oh no, you don't know what it's like
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 So just run along
 Cuz you don't want none
 Let me take you back
 So back in time
 And make the front page news
 Livin' lives of crime
 Cuz your grand mood shined
 Outlaws to be exact
 We're gettin somethin new
 And we never turned back
 Six shots, point blank
 Aimin at your face
 I'm a quick draw
 Then I'm gone without a trace
 And I'll rob a bank,
 Or I'll cheat and steal,
 Derail a fuckin train
 Cuz 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
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 Like you the boss
 To be check your chin
 Oh no, you don't know what it's like
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 So just run along
 Cuz 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 you're back to zero
 Boom bing pow
 King kong do doubt
 Like a prohibition
 Imma have to dry you out
 You'll be pickin up your teeth straight off of the ground
 Imma switch, plates shake
 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
 You don't know what it's likeHollywood Undead - Lump Your Head - http://ru.motolyrics.com/hollywood-undead/lump-your-head-lyrics.html
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 Like you the boss
 To be check ur chin 
 Oh no, you don't know what it's like
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 So just run along
 Cuz 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 cockin' empty
 You're the cock of the walk
 But you walk too far
 Now your cock's on the block
 Of the boulevard
 I'm the J 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
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 Like you the boss
 To be check your chin
 Oh no, you don't know what it's like
 To get your head lumped in
 Cuz you keep flappin those gums
 So just run along
 Cuz you don't want none
 U N to the D E A D
 You got your fist raised
 But your legs are shaking
 U N to the D E A D
 You know that I'm the shit
 That's why you're tryin to take me
 We can go around the corner
 I ain't catchin a case
 This will all be over quick
 Imma do what it takes
 So your betting all you want
 But never sneak out of place
 Or imma roll your ass up
 And smack the lips off your face
 You 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 you out
 And my name ain't Dick
 So keep it out of your 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 you baby














