One, two, check it out Ay yo, this is the PM steppin' to the AM Flippin' mad styles when I prophesize the mayhems, catchin' wreck I'm blowin' up like TNT I'm gettin' filthy, nasty as LSD I'll make you insane, crazy, ill, flip, jiggle up and down Like House Of Pain, you'll wanna jump around And all that tryin' to fade me, I think you hit wrong P.M. Dawn got it goin' on So vacate or create a fake state of mind The new Czar, I'm Bizarre and too far to find Are you ready for the flava? I ain't your sucker, baby, don't front I'm hazardous like Bo, Luke and Daisy I'm burnin' up, son, I think I got the fever Don't believe the hype 'cause if you do it might deceive ya The Nocturnal's filled causing me to spill Chins hit the floor 'cause I flaunts mad skills when The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house, check it out So take the reason out the split and beam yourself to this Prince likes to flip so you better catch it quick I never slack, I'm intact, fade the quarterbacks Where's the new jack, the new act, the me act, the you act? The reaction, no, I'm not the one Playin' rushin' roulette with all the bullets in the gun The ego, the frame, remain unemployed But they screamin' at me, they wanna be my freakazoid So P.M. Dawn, the center of the envy 'Cause who'd ya know that wasn't singing' baby you send me Here, there, Mr. Man you're everywhere The overweight lover with the dreads in his hair Once, twice, three times you missed it Prince Be's gone, either that or blissed So they wanna know just what this flower's about One, two, check it out The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house, check it out So keep talkin' tough, you'll know soon enough That all that stuff leaves your soul in the dust So prior to my coming aloose and becoming a recluse I'm spreading that Nocturnal juice Hungry, hungry hypocrites all upon my tip Atomic dogs with a bone and a stick Playin' it cool, put the fuse to the match But I ain't tryin' to hear none of that that's why The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house The Nocturnal is in the house, check it out © MCA MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com