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Pm Dawn

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Nocturnal Is In The House Lyrics - Pm Dawn

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 

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