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| Song Title: | N 2 Gether Now |
| Artist: | Limp Bizkit Find Limp Bizkit on Ebay Records and Ebay CD's |
| Hits (Month): | 30 |
| Hits (Total): | 71 |
| Lyrics: |
Who could be the boss?
Look up to the cross Stranded in the land of the lost Standin' up I'm sideways I'm blazing up the path Running on the highways of rap Choked up, lot of smoke in the charcoal Lot of stamps and brands we like a barcode I'm dancin' on the media strikes And kick the media dykes It's reinforced me for the fight And I don't know how long to keep John Gottie on the phone I'm tangled in the zone I got the bees on the track Where da fuck you at? With da cows Let me hear your bitches run your mouth now Shut the fuck up I'm plugin' in them social skills That keep my total bills That were a million The last time i checked it Thank God I'm blessed with The mind that I'm wrecking Wait until the second round and knock 'em out They call me Big John Stud My middle name mud Dirty water flow too much for you thug Can't stand the flood What up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd The sure shot Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (learn) Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn) Playin' with minds that get your state time Locked behind twelve bars from a great mind Killer bees in the club with this ladybug Brought a sword to the dance club to cut a rug Love is love all day 'til they don't 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 balled up and deadless They know not what they do All praise is due I'm big like easy, you big bamboon. (CHORUS)(2x) 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 What? Shut the fuck up Wha? Shut the fuck up Head strong, dead cong, get white dog Dead weight and dead wrong Let's get it on Twelve rounds a throw down Who hold crown? Protect land with bull power Limp Bizkit Get around like merry-go Bust a scenario Comin' through your stereo Why risk it? Life styles of the prolific and gifted Eight essantial vitamins and minerals delish Word on the street is they bit my thesis Knocked out they front teethis Trying to taste fine Actin' like they heard through the grapevine Don't beat 'em for the baseline Duke of eyebrow Pharmaceuticals Hard as hells said the cutical Where did you find that ma? So she killed the fool Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit rollin' a set Kick a hole in the speaker Pull the plug and inject 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 immerginized We're limpin' on the track with the Method So get the sun block Your gettin' one shot Until you dessolve I revolve Around everything you got From out of nowhere, prepare You'll be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now your turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget your in the zone. So shut the fuck up And take that shit back cause all your shits whack Do do with do do When it's weighed out like that Burnin' up your brain like a piston So all those who didn't listen Nnever even knew what they were missin' And now even knew the sky was falling down Wu-Tang Clan for the crown (CHORUS)(2x) It was over your head All day, every day S-I-N-Y 10304 Wu-Tang Killer Bees and the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T Y 'all know the time Y'all know the rhyme It ain't easy being greazy In a world full of cleanliness and you know All that other maddness We gone, peace Limp Bizkit Method Man Rock the house y'all Bring it on |