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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")

[Verse One: Bumpy
Somebody better security It's about to be on
I'm in the streets midnight, 'bout to buss 'til
Niggas are dead wrong, if they 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 that some niggas, still in the
I'm the that rock died, some proclaimed
Rich underground nigga, Bump became
They wonderin, how the hell he won't stop
And, they wonderin, how this nigga so hot
Well a combination of five things, I live by
I don't speak to none of bitch ass niggas just give hi
Always aim for the sky, unless I'm at an A&R
From the majors I aim for the eye
And never see me cry
emotional ass industry rap motherfuckers! Niggas is puss double y
And I spit fly, and never be afraid ('Fraid!)
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til get paid
You niggas is little aids, infectin the sound
That the real niggas started, so we it underground yeah!

Bumpy Knuckles]
(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 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!

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

[Chorus: Bumpy
(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 like a
(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 like
Tryin to come up on this mic, how to how to fight
It's like tryin to find a ass on a woman
In the black 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 before 97 way before
Now I come back, and still bitchin
You can't snatch a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of niggas is just in the kitchen like Congressman Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle fucked up ankles
The black star suffer while the star spangle
Banner and we don't on MTV
The fuckin companies own all the mp3's, and the bootleg factory
I got sayin Bumpy too black for me
It's the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by
And you got a little cheddar which made your pussy better
Well you need mic nice lessons rhymin
When all a nigga want is a car and a hurt me
He'll do for anybody
And a dick 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 niggas will get Bump Knucked up! 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 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!

[Outro: Bumpy (DJ Premier Scratchin)
HAAAAAAAA! (Take-Take-T-T-T-Take total control, 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")
ON! HA! (T-T-T-T-T-Take-T-T-T-Take total 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")