Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

If you step up you get hurt

How can you not get into me, Bumpy's a hot entity

I bust through doors without the key

Stand behind them 4's like I'm a 3

You sing them songs, you wanna rock, your beats ain't really bumpin'

I take my hustle to your block with stock and peel me somethin'

I'm like a prophet, when I invest I like a profit

You come shorter than my order B, I got to pop it

Can't let no chump ass rapper stand in

My face and beef 'cause I'll clap ya

Better not show them teeth 'fore I slap ya

Put your hands up I'll clap ya

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

If you step up you get hurt

My hustle is the music business

Where 60 seconds make a difference

Where the mainstream Caucasian digitize old equipment

Where old played out singers and half ass rappers

Take route to the radio, make Kunta die faster

I'm Bumpy Funkmaster and all that ride with him

'Cause when them two techs get to cookin', y'all get fried with 'em

Send your hottest little rapper, I'll out spit him

Like I ate pork by mistake, I'm New York, never fake

Street fiends can't wait, Bumpy baked another cake

Message to the N.Y.P.D., fuck Jake

To every gangsta rapper, pay close attention

I'm takin' you to the rooftop, you lookin' at suspension, baby

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

If you step up you get hurt

I keep it in the street, blood, I live among scandal

I'll pistol whip you on the ball court, show you mad handle

And when the police show up, I'll slip 'em like sandal

So you can do what women do, and I can do what man do

I'm pistol abusive, huh, it's not propaganda

What's sad is I got money, and I'll still 40 grand ya

To all the white boy rappers, I'll tan ya

You might have to pray to make it that

Day, 'cause I'll bring the hammer

One day I'll clean my life up, and be a normal guy

That'll clap you in a Bill Blass suit and a formal tie

So tell your ears to warn your eye

That Bumpy got you on his list of things to do, so you're gonna die

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

Step up if you wanna get hurt

If you step up you get hurt