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Limp Bizkit
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N 2 Gether Now (Featuring Method Man)
DJ man
Who can be the boss? Look up to the cross Stranded in the land of the lost Standin up, I'm sideways, I'm blazin' up the path Runnin' on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm dashin' all the meteor strikes, keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight
And that alone with keep john gotti on the phone Tangled in his own, I got the bees on the track Where the fuck you at? Tical Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now Shut the fuck up
I'm pluggin' in them social skills That keep my total bills over a million The last time I checked it Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it Wait until the second round, I'll knock him out
They call me Big John Stud, my middle name Mud Dirty water flow, too much for you thugs That can't stand the flood, what up doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd The sure shot, Mr. Meth I'm unplugged Learn, temperature's too hot for sunblock, burn
Playin' with minds can get you state time Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind Killa bees in the club when this ladybug Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til they both slug And take another life in cold blood Can't feel me, til it's your blood
Murder is tremendous, crime is endless Same shit different day, father forgive us They know not what they do, our praises due I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo
What's that, I didn't hear you? Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder, shut the fuck up Everybody n 2 gether now Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up Just shut the fuck up
What's that, I didn't hear you? Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder, shut the fuck up Everybody N 2 gether now Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up Just shut the fuck up
Headstrong, deadcon, deadweight ya dead wrong Let's get it on, twelve rounds of throwdown Who hold crown? Protect land with both pound Limp Bizkit, get around like merry-go
What's the scenario? Comin' through your stereo Why risk it, lifestyles of the prolific and gifted Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious
Word on the street is, they bit my thesis Knocked out their front teethes, tryin' to taste mine Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Actin' like they heard through the grapevine Dope feindin' for the baseline
To provide rhyme, pharmaceuticals Hard as nails to the cuticle Where you find that monster, she beautiful Wu-Tang and limp Bizkit roll on the set Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug and then jet
Mic check, So what's it all about? Where we gonna run? Maybe we can meet up on the sun Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes
We're Limpin' on the track with Method so get the sunblock You get your one shot until you dissolve I revolve around everythin' you got From outta nowhere prepare, you'll be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare now you're turned into stone Without a microphone but don't you forget you're in the zone So shut the fuck up And take that shit back, 'cause all your shit's whack Doodoo is doodoo, when it's way down like that
Burnin' up your brain like a piston So all those who didn't listen Never even knew what they were missin' And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down Wu-Tang clan for the crown
What's that, I didn't hear you? Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder, shut the fuck up Everybody n 2 gether now Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up Just shut the fuck up
What's that, I didn't hear you? Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder, shut the fuck up Everybody N 2 gether now Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up Just shut the fuck up
It was over your head all day every day S I N Y, 1 0 3 0 4, Wu-Tang, Killa Bees And the limp B I Z K I T Gotta know the time, gotta know to rhyme It ain't easy bein' greezy, in a world full of cleanliness And you know all that other madness we gone, peace
Limp bizkit, method man Rock the house y'all, bring it on
Hey wait up, where you guys going? You're not recording are you? Are you? Well, I'm all alone
I can't do this, feel it, feel it You guys feel it out there? Shake your head if you feel it
Hey, hey, hey Every day is brigther than the next day At least that's what you think Every day is brigther than the next day At least that's what you think
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