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n 2gether now




အခုတေလာ နားေထာင္ျဖစ္တဲ့သီခ်င္းး...
ေဘးမွာနားေထာင္လို႔လဲ ရတယ္..

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~Who can b the boss...
....Look up to the cross...
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...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
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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