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

[Verse One: Bumpy
Somebody better call security about to be on
I'm in the streets midnight, to buss 'til dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if they think I my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can your coffin be on!
I'm the that some rap niggas, may spit a name
I'm the that some niggas, still in the game
I'm the reason that died, some proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, Bump
They wonderin, how the hell he just won't
And, they wonderin, how nigga stay so hot
Well it's a combination of five things, I by
I don't speak to 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 you'll see me cry
These emotional ass industry rap motherfuckers! Niggas is double y
And I always fly, and never be afraid ('Fraid!)
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get
You niggas is like little aids, the sound
That the real niggas started, so we keep it yeah!

[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 clouded brains in
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me 'causin mad
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

[Verse Two: Bumpy
Niggas know I 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 little for the kiddies
And I call it, ate that
It's Bumpy Knucks, hotter than grits on Al
Gonna make Allen stick to his team
always your dream, so live your other life
Don't go broke to flow b you ain't that nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm double dribble
How you nine foot tall?! And just a little
I police the underground and I'm thug
Got a problem with that speak, get your mug
By Glock, niggas got the game all twisted
alot of niggas I'm a bring it to and it's listed
I you try to stand up and show me you live
That makes my dick hard! And it all sweaty inside
'Cause I know this little nigga wanna prove he a sucker
But he fuckin with a bad motherfucker! Bumpy Knuckles!

[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 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!

[Verse Three: Bumpy
The (Yeah!) I like to meet my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him what it's
Tryin to come up on mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's like tryin to find a ass on a woman
In the dark black night, I got the 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 still bitchin
You can't even snatch a chain no more, snitchin
Alot of niggas is pots in the kitchen like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with up ankles
The black star suffer while the white star
Banner and we play on MTV
The fuckin record companies own all the mp3's, and the factory
I got niggas Bumpy too black for me
It's the nigga! I see! But you blinded by glitter
And you got a cheddar which made your pussy game better
Well you mic nice lessons nursery rhymin
When all a nigga is a car and a hurt me diamond
do anything for anybody
And suck a like a MC Lewinsky
I'm the nigga that you'll see (Yeah!) Don't ever get it fucked up!
All you sucker ass niggas will get Knucked 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 a locomotion
(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 like a
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

[Outro: Bumpy (DJ Premier Scratchin)
HAAAAAAAA! (Take-Take-T-T-T-Take control, total 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, body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")
(T-T-T-Take-T-T-T-Take total control, total and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")