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N 2 GETHER NOW
N2 Gether Now Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross. Stranded in the land of the lost. Standing up I'm sideways. I'm blazing up the path , running on the highways of wrath. Choked up, a lotta smoke in the charcoal. A lotta stamps and brands me like a barcode. I'm dashing on the media strikes, I keep the media dykes. It's reinforcement for the fight. That alone will keep jongottie on the phone. I'm tanglin' in the zone i got the B's on the track. Where tha f*** you at? With da cows. Let me hear your b****es run your mouth now. Shut the f*** up. I'm plucking with them social skills that keep my total bills up worth 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 Johnsta. My middle nam-a. Dirty water flow. Too much for you thug. Can't stand the thought. Whatup doc? Hold a big gun like Elmer Fudd. The show shot. I miss the map I'm unplugged. Temperatures too hot for sunblock. Playing with minds that get you state time. Locked behind twelve bars from a great mind. Killer bees in the club with this ladybug. Brought this sword to the dance club to cut bro. Lovers love all day 'till they don't slug. Take another life in cold blood. Can't feel me 'till it's your blood. Murderous, tremendous, crime is endless. Same s***, different day. Father forgive us. They no not what they do. All praise is due. Im paid like easy, you big bamboon. (chorus)What's that I didn't hear you... Shut the f*** up. C'mon a little louder... Shut the f*** up... Everybody and the governor... Shut the f*** up... What?... shut the f*** up... wha.. shut the f*** up. Head strong. Dead cong. Dead right dog. That way they're dead wrong. Lets get it on. Twelve rounds of throw down. Who hold crown? Protect land with full power. Limp Bizkit. Get around like merry- go. Bust a scenario. Come into your stereo. Why risk it? Life styles of the prolific and gifted. Eat essantial vitamins and minerals, delicious. Word on the street is they bit my thesis. Knocked out their front teethis. Trying to taste fine. Acting like they heard it through the grapevine. Don't feed it through the baseline. To provide mine. Pharmaceuticals. Hard as snails through the cutical. Where did you find that monster? She's beautiful. Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit roll on the set. Kick a whole through the speaker, pull the plug and then jet. Might jet. So what's it all about? Where we gonna run? Maybe we can meet up on the sun. Discretion is advised, with the blood immerginized. We're limpin' on the track with the method. So get the sun block. You gettin' one shot. Until you dessolve I revolve around everything you got. From out of nowhere. Prepare. You be blind in about a 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 f*** up. Take that s*** back cus' all your s***'s wacked. Do do is do do. When it's weighed out like that. Burning up your brain like a piston. So all those who didn't listen never even knew what they were missing. And never even knew that the sky was falling down. Wu-Tand Clan for the crown. (chorus) 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 greasy 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.
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