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

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

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

[Chorus: Knuckles]
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me brains 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!

Three: Bumpy 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 mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's like tryin to a ass on a chinese woman
In the dark night, I got the double take it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin skinny white they ain't playin my record
I was Hot 97 way before that
Now I come back, and niggas bitchin
You even snatch a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of niggas is just pots in the kitchen like Congressman
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle fucked up ankles
The black star suffer while the white star
Banner and we don't on MTV
The fuckin companies own all the mp3's, and the bootleg factory
I got niggas sayin 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
you need 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 can't see (Yeah!) Don't ever get it up!
All you sucker ass will get Bump Knucked up! Come on!

[Chorus: Knuckles]
(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 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!

Bumpy 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 total control, total 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")