Boy you better put a lid on it
You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(To get your head lumped in)
'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss
You should check your chin (you should check your chin)
Oh no you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(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 your grand mood shined outlaws to be exact
We're getting something new and we never turned back
6 shots, point blank aiming at your face
I'mma quick draw 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
(To get your head lumped in)
'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss
You should check your chin (you should check your chin)
Oh no you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(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 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 bing pow King Kong no doubt
Like a prohibition I'mma have to dry u out
You can make it up the deets train off of the ground
I'mma switch plates shake it up you know how work gets around
All bets are in I see you roll the dice
Looks like another 7 is the end of your life
You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(To get your head lumped in)
'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss
You should check your chin (you should check your chin)
Oh no you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(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
Your 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
(To get your head lumped in)
'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss
You should check your chin (you should check your chin)
Oh no you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
(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 shaking
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 your betting all you want but 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 ya'
This wont 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
No thanks still serving you baby
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