Steppin' To The A.m. - 3rd Bass

"At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M." 

* about a dozen alarm clocks and grandfather clocks go off * 

[MC Serch] 
Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite 
Point us to the center stage (I'll grab the first mic) 
Projectin the voice with this mic that I'm cuffin 
You ain't my nucka, SUCKER I'm snuffin 
The word of the 3rd stands true, so no panickin 
(Man verse man) you freeze up like a mannequin 
Petrol, you let go, the wax for the new jacks 
to dwell upon you're steppin on the trigger as the tune smacks 
(Square in the butt) Pete gave me the cue 
So I'ma put up or shut up until my jam is through 
But for now I wanna freak em, so I'll embark 
to spark your mission posse, til way past dark 
(Don't park there's no standin) or I'll play the five-oh 
You don't stop movin until the Serch says so 
To keep the tribe open, shootin out to play em 
Three the hard way'll keep you steppin to the A.M. 

"What's the time??" -> Beastie Boys 
"It's about that time" -> Schoolly D 
"What's the time??" -> Beastie Boys 
"Time to get stupid!" -> Chuck D ("At the sound of the tone") 
"What's the time??" -> Beastie Boys ("The time will be one A.M.") 
"It's about that time" -> Schoolly D 
"WHAT TIME IS IT????????" 
"Shootin for the A.M." 

[Pete Nice] 
My mind has a question, I respond 
to a silver domed microphone (one step beyond) 
Straight to eighty-eight to the curves of the 90's 
I'm universal, I set a line free 
Behind me, the three the hard way, the jackpot 
(Awaitin Satan's, tryin to take cheap shots)