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

[Verse One: Bumpy
Somebody better call It's about to be on
I'm in the streets midnight, 'bout to buss dawn
Niggas are wrong, if they think I soften my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can help coffin be on!
I'm the reason that some rap niggas, may spit a
I'm the reason that niggas, still in the game
I'm the reason rock died, some proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, became
They wonderin, how the he just won't stop
And, they wonderin, how nigga stay so hot
Well it's a of five things, I live by
I speak to none 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 rap motherfuckers! Niggas is puss double y
And I always fly, and never be afraid ('Fraid!)
Bumpy ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get paid
You niggas is like aids, infectin the sound
That the real started, so we keep it underground yeah!

Bumpy 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 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 Two: Bumpy
Niggas know I play around when 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 game for the kiddies
And I call it, ate that
It's Bumpy Knucks, hotter than on Al Green
Gonna Allen Iverson stick to his team
That's always your dream, so your other life
Don't go broke to flow 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 the underground and I'm thug appointed
Got a problem with speak, get your mug annointed
By Glock, niggas got the game all twisted
alot of niggas I'm a bring it to and it's listed
I hope you try to up and show me you live
That my dick hard! And it gets all sweaty inside
'Cause I know this little wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he fuckin a bad motherfucker! It's Bumpy Knuckles!

[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 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!

Three: Bumpy Knuckles]
The magazines (Yeah!) I like to 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
It's like tryin to a ass on a chinese woman
In the dark black night, I got the take it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin skinny white woman ain't playin my record
I was Hot 97 way before that
Now I come back, and still bitchin
You can't even snatch a chain no more, snitchin
Alot of niggas is just pots in the kitchen Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with up ankles
The black star while the white star spangle
and we don't play 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 little cheddar which made your game better
Well you need mic nice lessons nursery
When all a nigga is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do for anybody
And suck a like a MC Lewinsky
I'm the nigga that you'll can't see (Yeah!) ever get it fucked up!
All you sucker ass niggas will get Bump Knucked up! 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 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!

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 control, total body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")