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

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

Bumpy Knuckles]
(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 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 Bumpy Knuckles]
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 this mic, how to struggle how to
like tryin to find a ass on a chinese woman
In the black night, I got the double take it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin white woman they ain't playin my record
I was Hot before 97 way before
Now I come back, and niggas bitchin
You can't even snatch a chain no more, snitchin
Alot of niggas is just pots in the like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with fucked up
The black star suffer while the white spangle
Banner and we don't on MTV
The record companies own all the mp3's, and the bootleg factory
I got niggas sayin Bumpy too for me
the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by glitter
And you got a little cheddar which made your pussy game
Well you need mic nice lessons rhymin
When all a nigga is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do for anybody
And suck a dick a MC Lewinsky
I'm the nigga that you'll can't see (Yeah!) Don't get it fucked up!
All you sucker ass niggas get Bump Knucked up! Come on!

[Chorus: Knuckles]
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded brains in
(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 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 total control, total 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 total control, total and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")