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

'Cause you keep flappin' 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 flappin' 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

Livin' lives of crime

'Cause we ran moonshine

Outlaws to be exact

We did somethin' new

And we never turned back

Six shots, point blank

Aimin' at your face

I'ma 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

'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 flappin' 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 flappin' those gums

So just run along

'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 you're back to zero

Boom, bing, pow

King Kong, no doubt

Like prohibition, I'ma have to dry you out

You'll be pickin' up your teeth straight off of the ground

Now, I switch plates, shake

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 flappin' 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 flappin' 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 three

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, say U-N to the D-E-A-D

Got the full clip and she's cocked and empty

The cock of the walk

But you walk too far

Now your cock's on the block on the boulevard

I'm the J-O-H to the N-Y three 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

'Cause you keep flappin' 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 flappin' 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 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 you better know your own

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 never really hit a bitch

So I'm gonna smack ya

This won't even be a fight

'Cause I'm knockin' you out

And my name ain't Dick

So keep it outta your mouth

U-N to the D-E-A-D

Better be known

We do this shit on the daily

U-N to the D-E-A-D

Nothings still serving you, baby