Limp Bizkit - N 2 Gether Now (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Limp Bizkit - N 2 Gether Now (en) Lyrics
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Who could 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
A lotta stamps and brands,
we like a bar code
I'm bashin' all the media strikes
to keep the media dykes
As reinforcement for the fight
And that alone'll keep John
Gotti on the phone
I'm tangled in the zone, I
got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at? (Tical!)
Let me hear you pigeons run ya
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
a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round
and knock 'em out
They call me Big John Studd,
my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too
much for you thug
I can't stand the flood
– what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer
Fudd, the sureshot
Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (learn!)
Temperatures too hot for
sunblock (burn!)
Playin' wit' minds that
get you state time
Locked behind 12 bars
from a great mind
Killa bees in the club
wit' this ladybug
Brought a sword to the dance
floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day, til'
they throw slugs
And take another life in cold blood,
can't feel me 'til its your blood
Murder rates tremendous,
crime is endless
Same shit different day,
Father forgive us
They know not what they
do, all praise is due
I'm big like Easy and Big Bambu
What's that? I didn't hear you
Shut the fuck up!
Come on, a little louder!
Everybody in together now
Just shut the fuck up, just
shut the fuck up!
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong,
let's get it on
Twelve rounds of throw down
– who hold crown?
Protect land wit' four
pound, Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-
go, bust a 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 they front teefes,
tryin' to taste mine
Actin' like they heard it
through the grapevine
Dope fiendin' for the bassline,
to provide rhyme
Pharmaceuticals, hard as
nails to the cuticles
Where'd 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?
And where we gonna run?
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised for
the blood of virgin eyes
We limpin' on the track
with the Method
So get the sunblock, you
gettin' one-shot
Until you dissolve, I revolve
around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare,
you 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 a zone
So shut the fuck up, and
take that shit back
'Cause all your shit's wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
When its weighed out like that
Burnin' up your brain like a piston
So all those that didn't listen,
now they even knew
what they were missin'
And never even knew that the
sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown
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