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[Intro: Bumpy Knuckles] (DJ Scratchin)
PREMO! HAAAAAAAAAAA!
(T-T-Take total control, total and soul-"Erick Sermon")
COME ON! HA! (Take control, total body and soul-"Erick Sermon")

[Verse One: Bumpy
better call security It's about to be on
I'm in the midnight, 'bout to buss 'til dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if think I soften my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can help coffin be on!
I'm the that some rap niggas, may spit a name
I'm the reason that niggas, still in the game
I'm the reason that died, some proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, became
wonderin, how the hell he just won't stop
And, they wonderin, how this stay so hot
Well it's a combination of things, I live by
I don't to none of these bitch ass niggas just give hi
aim for the sky, unless I'm aimin at an A&R
From the then I aim for the eye
And never see me cry
These ass industry rap motherfuckers! Niggas is puss double y
And I spit fly, and never be afraid ('Fraid!)
'Cause ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get paid
You niggas is little aids, infectin the sound
That the real started, so we keep it underground yeah!

Bumpy Knuckles]
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded in motion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me 'causin mad
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded in motion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me mad commotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me a locomotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

Two: Bumpy Knuckles]
Niggas I don't play around when it comes to the rhyme to the sound
From the sky to the ground, I'll gun yo' ass
Like I'm H. Rap Brown, I got a game for the kiddies
And I it, ate that clown
It's Bumpy Knucks, hotter than grits on Al
Gonna Allen Iverson stick to his team
That's your dream, so live your other life
Don't go broke tryin to flow b you ain't nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm double dribble
How you nine tall?! And rhymin just a little
I the underground and I'm thug appointed
Got a problem that speak, get your mug annointed
By Glock, niggas got the game all twisted
It's alot of I'm a bring it to and it's listed
I hope you try to stand up and show me you
That my dick hard! And it gets all sweaty inside
'Cause I know this little nigga wanna prove he ain't a
But he fuckin a bad motherfucker! It's Bumpy Knuckles!

[Chorus: Bumpy
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me brains in motion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me 'causin mad
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me a locomotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me brains in motion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me mad commotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

[Verse Three: Knuckles]
The magazines (Yeah!) I like to my reviewer
his ass to the sewer, and show him what it's like
Tryin to come up on this mic, how to how to fight
It's like tryin to find a ass on a chinese
In the dark night, I got the double take it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin skinny white woman they playin my record
I was Hot before 97 way before
Now I come back, and niggas still
You can't even a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of is just pots in the kitchen like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. with fucked up ankles
The black star suffer while the white star
Banner and we play on MTV
The record companies own all the mp3's, and the bootleg factory
I got sayin Bumpy too black for me
the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by glitter
And you got a cheddar which made your pussy game better
Well you need mic nice nursery rhymin
When all a want is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do anything for
And suck a dick like a MC
I'm the nigga you'll can't see (Yeah!) Don't ever get it fucked up!
All you sucker ass niggas will get Bump up! Come on!

[Chorus: Bumpy
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded in motion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me mad commotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded brains in
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me mad commotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

[Outro: Bumpy Knuckles] (DJ Scratchin)
HAAAAAAAA! (Take-Take-T-T-T-Take total control, body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")
YEAH! (T-T-Take-T-Total-C-Control-T-T-Total-C-Control-T-T-Take body-"Erick Sermon")
COME ON! HA! (T-T-T-T-T-Take-T-T-T-Take total control, total and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")
(T-T-T-Take-T-T-T-Take total control, body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")