Method Man N 2 Gether now Lyrics:
Dj....Premier...
[Fred Durst] Uh uh uh
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
on and on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke
in the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands
me like a bar code
I'm bashin all the media strikes
To keep the media dikes
As reinforcements for the fight
And that alone
Will keep John Gotti on
the phone (haa haa)
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
Above a million
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
[Method Man] They call me Big John Stud
My middle name Mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thug
And 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
will get you state time
Locked behind 12 bars
from a great mine
Killa bees in the club
Wit his ladybug
Brought a sword to the dance floor
To cut a rug
Love is love all day
Till 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
Im big like easy
And big bamboo
[Chorus (Meth) 2x] Whats that, I didn't hear you
(Shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder
(Shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now
(Shut the fuck up)
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/8XSS ]What huh
(Just shut the fuck up
shut the fuck up)
[Meth] Head strong dead calm ??
Dead weight to dead wrong
Lets get it on
Twelve rounds
I'll throw down
Wu whole crown
Protect land wit 4 pound
Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go
Bust a scenario
Comin through your stereo
Why risk it
Lifestyles of the
prolific and gifted
8 essential vitamins and
minerals delicious
Word on the street is
They bit my thesis
Knocked out they front teefers
Tryin to taste mine
Actin like they heard it
through the grapevine
Dope fiendin for the
bassline 2 for 5 rhyme
Pharmacuticals
hard as nails to the cuticles
Where 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 inject
[Fred Durst] Mic check
So whats it all about? (bout)
And where we gonna run? (run)
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood emergin eyes
We limpin on the track
with the Method
So get the sunblock (sunblock)
You gettin one shot (haa)
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
Cuz all your shits 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 now they even knew
the sky was fallin
Down
Wu Tang Clan for the crown
[Chorus 2x] [Meth] It was over your head
All day and every day
S I N Y 10304
Wu Tang Killa Bees
And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T
Y'all know the time
Y'all know the rhyme
It ain't easy bein
greazy in a world full
of cleanliness
And, you know, all
that other madness
We gone Peace
Limp Bizkit
Method Man
Rock the house y'all
Bring it on
Lyrics: N 2 Gether now, Method Man [end]