Ladies and gentleman, here comes the stone rapper [Incomprehensible] but tonight they gonna do it all in together
Who can be the boss? Look up to the cross We 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 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 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 I waited until the second round, I'll knock him out
They call me big John Stud, my middle name Mud Dirty water flow, yoo 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 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, can't feel me? 'Cause 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 do 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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, 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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn Deadweight they dead wrong, let's get it on Twelve rounds of throw down, 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 image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
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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 Dope fiendin' for the baseline to provide rhyme
Pharmaceuticals, 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
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 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
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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, 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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, 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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, 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 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, 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 of cleanliness and you know all that other madness We gone, Peace Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/limp-bizkit/n-2gether-now-all-in-together-now-neptunes-remix-lyrics/#00oD2C2HE9i1krEP.99