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

One: Bumpy Knuckles]
Somebody better call security 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 die! Ha! I can help your coffin be on!
I'm the reason that some rap niggas, may a name
I'm the that some niggas, still in the game
I'm the reason that rock died, proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, became
They wonderin, how the hell he won't stop
And, they wonderin, how this nigga so hot
Well it's a combination of things, I live by
I don't speak to none of bitch ass niggas just give hi
Always aim for the sky, 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! is puss double y
And I always spit fly, and be afraid ('Fraid!)
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get
You niggas is like little aids, infectin the
That the niggas started, so we keep it underground yeah!

[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!

[Verse Two: Bumpy
Niggas know I don't play around it comes to the rhyme to the sound
the sky to the ground, I'll gun yo' ass down
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 Allen Iverson stick to his team
That's always your dream, so your other life
Don't go broke tryin to b you ain't that nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm screamin dribble
How you foot tall?! And rhymin 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 game all
It's alot of niggas I'm a bring it to and listed
I hope you try to stand up and show me you
That makes my dick hard! And it gets all sweaty
I know this little nigga wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he fuckin with a bad motherfucker! Bumpy Knuckles!

[Chorus: Bumpy
(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!
(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!

[Verse Bumpy Knuckles]
The (Yeah!) I like to meet my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him it's like
Tryin to come up on mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's like 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 back, and niggas still bitchin
You can't snatch a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of niggas is pots in the kitchen like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with fucked up
The black star suffer while the white star
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
It's the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by
And you got a cheddar which made your pussy game better
Well you need mic lessons nursery rhymin
all a nigga want is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do anything for
And suck a like a MC Lewinsky
I'm the nigga that you'll can't see (Yeah!) Don't get it fucked up!
All you ass niggas will get Bump Knucked up! Come on!

[Chorus: Knuckles]
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Got me clouded brains in
(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 a locomotion
(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 total control, 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")