Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Haunted Bumps, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song The Tempest, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.03.2007
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Haunted Bumps |
I come beatin down the block and I crack the bedrock |
Dishes drop, the shit comes to a (dead stop) |
Motherfuckers think Godzilla's comin (the lights go dark) |
The whole house hummin |
My amps (draw energy) and wipe out the power |
My beat transmits over radio towers |
The woofers might suck all the air out your lungs |
(If you stand too close) When the monster hums |
People think a nuclear war is at they front door |
When I got my volume only on four |
(gas pipes explode) and the storefronts shatter |
Killing these kilowatts is all that matter |
Fuck the police, the citizens, and (fuck the judge) |
I'll blow they whole house down with some old clown love |
Those that have heard can't describe my bump |
(They know) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |
Straight off the freeway and into your city |
With black swarm of cave bats (following with me) |
They attracted to the hum that'll knock your brain numb |
You keep lookin for the lightin (but it ain't none) |
When my fuckin bass drops (the whole block hops) |
Everything switch, stops, clicks, and unlocks |
You gotta recalculate your computer |
(Reset all your clocks) and reload all your shooters |
My woofers blow down trees and then pull 'em back up |
(Past the graveyard) as the tombstone crack up |
Those that have heard can't describe my bump |
(They know) there's something from the beyond in my trunk |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |
Fish jump out the water tryin to swim for the moon |
Vibrational booms drying up the lagoons |
My bumps pop fake titties and melt ice grills |
Relocate your piercings (dissolve your pills) |
Police wail on they sirens but I blow they tweeters |
Illuminated liquid leaking outta my speakers |
Each drop burns all the way down to the earth's core |
(Dust devils) sweep across the earth's floor |
Crows and ravens don't flap they wing |
They just float on the waves that the humdrum brings |
Those that have heard can't describe my bump |
(They know) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
Na na na nana na na (boom) (all night) |
There's something from the beyond in my trunk (boom) |