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Ay... yo, this is the PM steppin' to the AM.
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Flippin' mad styles when i prophesize the mayhems, catchin' wreck.
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I'm blowin' up like TNT.
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I'm gettin' filthy, nasty as LSD.
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I'll make you insane, crazy, ill, flip, jiggle up and down.
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Like House Of Pain, you'll wanna jump around.
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And all that tryin' to fade me, I think you hit wrong.
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PM Dawn got it goin' on.
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So vacate or create a fake state of mind.
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The new Czar, I'm Bizarre and too far to find.
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Are you ready for the flava, I ain't your sucker, baby, don't front.
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I'm hazardous like Bo, Luke and Daisy.
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I'm burnin' up son, I think I got the fever.
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Don't believe the hype 'cause if you do it might deceive ya.
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The Nocturnal's filled causing me to spill.
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Chins hit the floor 'cause I flaunts mad skills when...
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(Chorus)
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The Nocturnal is in the house. (Repeat 8 times).
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So take the reason out the spill and beam yourself to this.
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Prince likes to flip so you better catch it quick.
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I never slack, I'm intact, fade the quarterbacks.
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Where's the new jack, the new act, the me act, the you act.
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The reaction, no, I'm not the one.
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Playin' "rushin'" roulette with all the bullets in the gun.
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The ego, the frame, remain unemployed.
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But they screamin' at me, they wanna be my freakazoid.
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So PM Dawn, the center of envy.
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'Cause who'd ya know that wasn't singing' baby you send me.
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Here, there, Mr. Man you're everywhere.
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The overweight lover with the dreads in his hair.
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Once, twice, three times you missed it.
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Prince Be's gone, either that or blissed-ed.
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So they wanna know just what this flower's about.
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One, two, check it out...
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(Chorus)
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So keep talkin' tough, you'll know soon enough.
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That all that stuff leaves your soul in the dust.
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So prior to my coming aloose and becoming a recluse,
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I'm spreading that Nocturnal juice.
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Hungry hungry hypocrites all upon my tip.
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Atomic dogs with a bone and a stick.
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Playin' it cool puts the fuse to the match.
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But I ain't tryin' to hear none of that.
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That's why...
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(Repeat Chorus, adlib...)
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The Nocturnal is in the House
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P.M, Dawn |