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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 streets midnight, 'bout to buss dawn
are dead wrong, if they think I soften my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can help coffin be on!
I'm the reason some rap niggas, may spit a name
I'm the reason that some niggas, in the game
I'm the reason that rock died, proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, became
They wonderin, how the he just won't stop
And, wonderin, how this 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 ass industry rap motherfuckers! Niggas is puss double y
And I always spit fly, and be afraid ('Fraid!)
'Cause Bumpy ain't (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get paid
You niggas is like aids, infectin the sound
That the real niggas started, so we keep it 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 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!

Two: Bumpy Knuckles]
Niggas know I don't play 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 it, ate that clown
Bumpy Knucks, hotter than grits on Al Green
Gonna make Allen Iverson stick to his
That's your dream, so live your other life
Don't go broke tryin to flow b you ain't nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm double dribble
How you nine tall?! And rhymin just a little
I police the underground and I'm appointed
Got a with that speak, get your mug annointed
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 stand up and me you live
That makes my dick hard! And it gets all sweaty
'Cause I know this little nigga wanna he ain't a sucker
But he with a bad motherfucker! It's 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 clouded 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!

[Verse Three: Bumpy
The magazines (Yeah!) I like to my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him what like
Tryin to come up on mic, how to struggle how to fight
It's like tryin to find a ass on a woman
In the dark night, I got the double take it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin skinny white woman they 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 fucked up
The black star suffer while the white star
Banner and we play on MTV
The fuckin record companies own all the mp3's, and the factory
I got niggas Bumpy too black for me
It's the truth nigga! I see! But you blinded by
And you got a cheddar which made your pussy game better
you need mic nice lessons nursery rhymin
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 ass niggas will get Bump Knucked up! Come on!

[Chorus: 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 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!

[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, total 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")