N 2 Gether Now

Limp Bizkit, Method Man2009年7月14日


歌曲:N 2 Gether Now

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 Ghotti on the phone

Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track

Where the f**k you at?


Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k up!

Shut the f**k 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


Temperature's too hot for sunblock


Playin with minds can get you state time

Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind

Killa bees in the club when there's 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

Cause it's your blood

Murder is tremendous

Crime is endless

Same sh*t different day

Father forgive us

They know not what they do

Our praises do

I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo

What's that, I didn't hear you?

What's that, I didn't hear you?

Come on a little louder

Come on a little louder

Come on a little louder

Come on a little louder

Everybody N 2 Gether now

Everybody N 2 Gether now

What? What?

What? What?

What? What?

What? What?

Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn

Deadweight they 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


Word on the street is

They bit my thesis

Knocked out their front teethes

Tryin to taste mine

Actin like they heard through the grapevine

D**e fiendin for the baseline

To provide rhyme


Hard as nails to the cubicle

Where you find that monster

She beautiful

Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit

Roll on the check

Kick a hole in the speaker

Pull the plug and inject

Fred: 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

Limpin on the track with Method

So get the sunblock

You get your one shot

Until you dissolve

I revolve around everything 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

(Method Man - So shut the f**k up!)

And take that sh*t back

Cause all your sh*t's whack

(Method Man - (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

Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you?

Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you?

Everybody N2 Gether now

Everybody N2 Gether now

Method Man: It was over your head all day every day



Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the Limp


Gotta know the time

Gotta know to rhyme

It ain't easy bein greezy

In a world of cleanliness and you know all that other madness

We gone


Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on