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    The Nocturnal Is In The House

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    Додана 18 березня 2013 користувачем Миша

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    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.
    PM 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 go 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... (Chorus) The Nocturnal is in
    The house. (Repeat 8 times). So take the reason out the spill 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 PM Dawn, the
    Center of 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-ed. So they
    Wanna know just what this flower's about. One, two, check it out...
    (Chorus) 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 puts the fuse to the match. But I
    Ain't tryin' to hear none of that. That's why... (Repeat Chorus,
    Adlib...)

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