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

[Verse One: Bumpy
better call security It's about to be on
I'm in the streets midnight, 'bout to buss dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if they I soften my song
You wanna die! Ha! I can your coffin be on!
I'm the that some rap niggas, may spit a name
I'm the reason some niggas, still in the game
I'm the that rock died, some proclaimed
Rich underground street nigga, Bump
They wonderin, how the hell he just won't
And, they wonderin, how this stay so hot
Well it's a of five things, I live by
I don't speak to none of these bitch ass just give hi
Always aim for the sky, unless I'm at an A&R
the majors then 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 ain't leavin (Leavin) 'Til Bumpy get paid
You niggas is like little aids, infectin the
That the real niggas started, so we keep it yeah!

[Chorus: Bumpy
(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 'causin mad
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Hit me a locomotion
(THE LAH LAH LAH!) Smokin! Smokin! Smokin!

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

[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 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!

Three: Bumpy Knuckles]
The (Yeah!) I like to meet 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 to find a ass on a chinese woman
In the dark black night, I got the double it
'Cause if I was into cigarette smokin skinny white woman they ain't my record
I was Hot 97 way before that
Now I come back, and niggas bitchin
You can't even a chain no more, niggas snitchin
Alot of niggas is just pots in the kitchen like Rangel
! HUH!) Mr. Bojangle fucked up ankles
The black star while the white star spangle
and we don't 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 little which made your pussy game better
Well you need mic nice nursery rhymin
all a nigga want is a car and a hurt me diamond
He'll do anything for
And suck a dick like a MC
I'm the that you'll can't see (Yeah!) Don't ever 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 like a
(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 like a
(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 total control, body and soul... the lah lah-"Erick Sermon")