yo, remember back on the boogie when cats use to harmonize like... whooo, whooo whooo whooo, yo, my men and my women, don't forget about the dean,Sirat al-Mustaqim yo, its about a thing, uh
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air and 'lick' two shots in the atmosphere... yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah...
It's been three weeks since you've been looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamin's You act like you ain't hear him then gave him a little trim To begin, how you think you really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down then you called him again Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin’ him If you did it then, then you’d probably f*** again Talking out your neck sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim sleeping with the gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the reprocussions spin Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again ................... ...................... ....................... ............................... ........................................ Come again Win win come again, brethren come again, my friend come again, yo come again
Guys you know you better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing
~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Who can b the boss... ....Look up to the cross... ....... ............ ...Shut the.... up..
"n 2 Gether now"
[Fred;] who can b 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... Ruinn' on the highways of rap... Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal... Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode... I'm Darshin 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? [Method Man] Tical
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
[Method Man] Shut the F*** 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
[Method Man:] They call me big John stud
My middle name mud ...... Dirty water flow Too much for you thugs .......... That can't stand the flood 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
[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you? Shut the f*** up! Come on a little louder Shut the f*** up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now
Shut the f*** up!
What? What?
[Method Man:] 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 Delicious 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
[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 ............ ............... .................... .................... ....................... Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on Hey wait up, where you guys going? You're not recording are you? I'm all alone
I can't do this Feel it You guys feel it out there? Check your head if you feel it Hey, hey, hey Every day is brigther than the next day, at least that's what you think
I want to be rich and I want lots of money I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds I heard people die while they are trying to find them
I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless ‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore When we think it will all become clear ‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers It’s all about fast cars and passing each other But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
Forget about guns and forget ammunition Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner
ေခ်ာင္းေကာ့ ကို အမွုန္႔ၾကိတ္ထားတာပါ..
မိနစ္ ၂၀ေလာက္ ခ်က္ျပီးရင္ သံုးေဆာင္နိုင္ပါျပီ..။။
