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

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

[Chorus: Bumpy
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me brains 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 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!

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 little game for the
And I call it, ate clown
It's Bumpy Knucks, hotter grits on Al Green
Gonna make Iverson stick to his team
That's always your dream, so your other life
Don't go tryin to flow b you ain't that nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm screamin dribble
How you nine foot tall?! And just a little
I police the underground and I'm appointed
Got a problem with that speak, get mug annointed
By Reverend Glock, 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 makes my dick hard! And it all sweaty inside
'Cause I know little nigga wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he fuckin with a bad motherfucker! It's Knuckles!

[Chorus: Bumpy
(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!
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded 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 magazines (Yeah!) I like to meet my
Take his ass to the sewer, and him what it's like
to come up on this mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's tryin to find a ass on a chinese woman
In the dark black night, I got the take it
'Cause if I was into smokin skinny white woman they ain't 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 niggas is just pots in the like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with up ankles
The black star suffer while the star spangle
and we don't play on MTV
The fuckin record companies own all the mp3's, and the bootleg
I got niggas sayin too black for me
the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by glitter
And you got a little which made your pussy game better
Well you need mic nice nursery rhymin
all a nigga want is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do for anybody
And a dick 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 Bump up! Come on!

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 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!

[Outro: Knuckles] (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 control, total body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")
(T-T-T-Take-T-T-T-Take control, total body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")