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

[Verse Bumpy Knuckles]
Somebody better call It's about to be on
I'm in the streets midnight, 'bout to buss dawn
are dead wrong, if they think I soften my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can your coffin be on!
I'm the reason that some rap niggas, may spit a
I'm the reason that some niggas, still in the
I'm the that rock died, some proclaimed
Rich underground nigga, Bump became
wonderin, how the hell he just won't stop
And, wonderin, how this nigga stay so hot
Well a combination 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 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 spit fly, and never be ('Fraid!)
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til get paid
You niggas is like little aids, the sound
That the real niggas started, so we it underground yeah!

[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 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!

[Verse Two: Bumpy
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
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 grits on Al
Gonna Allen Iverson stick to his team
That's always your dream, so live other life
Don't go tryin to flow b you ain't that nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm double dribble
How you nine foot tall?! And rhymin just a
I police the underground and I'm appointed
Got a problem with that speak, get your mug
By Glock, niggas got the game all twisted
It's alot of niggas I'm a it to and it's listed
I hope you try to up and show me you live
That makes my dick hard! And it gets all inside
'Cause I this little nigga wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he fuckin with a bad motherfucker! Bumpy Knuckles!

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 a locomotion
(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 magazines (Yeah!) I like to my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him what it's
to come up on this mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's like tryin to find a ass on a chinese
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 even a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of niggas is just pots in the kitchen like Congressman
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle with fucked up
The black star suffer while the white star
and we don't play 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 by glitter
And you got a little cheddar which made pussy game better
Well you need mic nice lessons nursery
When all a want is a car and a hurt me diamond
do anything for anybody
And suck a dick a MC Lewinsky
I'm the that you'll can't see (Yeah!) Don't ever get it fucked up!
All you sucker ass will get Bump Knucked up! Come on!

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 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!

[Outro: Bumpy Knuckles] (DJ 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 total control, total 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")