[00:00.00] 作词 : Clifford Smith/Fred Durst/Leor Dimant/Sam Rivers/Wesley Borland/John Otto/Chris Martin
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Clifford Smith/Fred Durst/Leor Dimant/Sam Rivers/Wesley Borland/John Otto/Chris Martin
[00:05.82]Who can be the boss?
[00:11.17]Look up to the cross
[00:12.26]Stranded in the land of the lost
[00:14.25]Standin up, I'm sideways
[00:15.97]I'm blazin' up the path
[00:17.31]Runnin on the highways of rap
[00:18.80]Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
[00:21.71]Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
[00:23.75]I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes
[00:25.33]Keep the media dykes
[00:26.44]As re-enforcements for the fight
[00:27.87]And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone
[00:30.45]Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track
[00:32.62]Where the **** you at?
[00:33.75]Tical
[00:34.65]Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
[03:12.96][03:11.08][03:09.12][03:03.99][03:01.66][02:58.99][01:39.70][01:37.36][01:34.96][01:30.48][01:28.03][01:25.60][00:36.69]Shut the **** up!
[00:37.75]I'm pluggin in them social skills
[00:38.99]That keep my total bills over a million
[00:41.08]The last time I checked it
[00:42.38]Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it
[00:44.89]Wait until the second round, I'll knock him out
[00:46.87]They call me big John stud
[00:47.95]My middle name mud
[00:49.12]Dirty water flow
[00:50.47]Too much for you thugs
[00:51.51]That can't stand the flood
[00:52.95]What up doc?
[00:53.74]Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
[00:55.16]The sure shot
[00:56.11]Mr. Meth I'm unplugged
[00:57.40]Learn
[00:58.48]Temperature's too hot for sunblock
[00:59.88]Burn
[01:00.64]Playin with minds can get you state time
[01:02.35]Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind
[01:03.99]Killa bees in the club when there's ladybug
[01:07.19]Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
[01:09.42]Love is love all day 'til they both slug
[01:11.71]And take another life in cold blood
[01:14.36]Cause it's your blood
[01:15.33]Murder is tremendous
[01:16.68]Crime is endless
[01:17.50]Same shit different day
[01:18.77]Father forgive us
[01:19.54]They know not what they do
[01:21.06]Our praises do
[01:22.11]I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo
[01:33.24][01:24.41]What's that, I didn't hear you?
[03:09.78][03:00.24][01:35.75][01:26.47]Come on a little louder
[01:37.67][01:28.60]Everybody N 2 Gether now
[03:13.78][03:04.34][01:40.33][01:31.27]What? What?
[01:43.75]Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn
[01:45.39]Deadweight they dead wrong
[01:46.89]Let's get it on
[01:47.66]Twelve rounds of throwdown
[01:49.22]Who hold crown?
[01:50.09]Protect land with both pound
[01:51.57]Limp Bizkit
[01:52.39]Get around like merry-go
[01:53.75]What's the scenario?
[01:54.90]Comin' through your stereo
[01:56.08]Why risk it
[01:57.40]Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
[01:59.56]Eight essential vitamins and minerals
[02:01.65]Delicious
[02:02.22]Word on the street is
[02:03.56]They bit my thesis
[02:04.41]Knocked out their front teethes
[02:05.88]Tryin to taste mine
[02:07.03]Actin like they heard through the grapevine
[02:08.62]N 2 Gether Now by Limp Bizkit from the album How High: **** fiendin for the baselin
[02:10.25]To provide rhyme
[02:11.21]Pharmaceuticals
[02:12.59]Hard as nails to the cubicle
[02:13.94]Where you find that monster
[02:15.52]She beautiful
[02:16.61]Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit
[02:17.58]Roll on the check
[02:18.42]Kick a hole in the speaker
[02:19.39]Pull the plug and inject
[02:20.65]Fred: Mic check
[02:21.59]So what's it all about?
[02:22.46]Where we gonna run?
[02:23.31]Maybe we can meet up on the sun
[02:25.01]Discretion is advised
[02:26.14]For the blood of virgin eyes
[02:27.33]Limpin on the track with Method
[02:29.16]So get the sunblock
[02:30.14]You get your one shot
[02:31.66]Until you dissolve
[02:32.67]I revolve around everything you got
[02:34.34]From outta nowhere prepare
[02:36.38]You'll be blinded by the glare
[02:37.59]I told you not to stare
[02:38.72]Now you're turned into stone
[02:39.74]Without a microphone
[02:40.87]But don't you forget you're in the zone
[02:42.73](Method Man - So shut the **** up!)
[02:43.68]And take that shit back
[02:45.03]Cause all your shit's whack
[02:46.16](Method Man - (Doodoo is doodoo)
[02:47.66]When it's way down like that
[02:48.50]Burnin up your brain like a piston
[02:50.27]So all those who didn't listen
[02:52.00]Never even knew what they were missin
[02:53.80]And never even knew that the sky was fallin down
[02:55.96]Wu-Tang Clan for the crown
[03:06.78][02:58.30]Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you?
[03:11.77][03:02.48]Everybody N2 Gether now
[03:17.60]Method Man: It was over your head all day every day
[03:19.57]S-I-N-Y
[03:20.45]1-0-3-0-4
[03:22.03]Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the Limp
[03:24.40]B-I-Z-K-I-T
[03:26.17]Gotta know the time
[03:27.39]Gotta know to rhyme
[03:28.16]It ain't easy bein greezy
[03:29.98]In a world of cleanliness and you know all that other madness
[03:33.82]We gone
[03:34.36]Peace
[03:35.55]Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on

作词 : Clifford Smith/Fred Durst/Leor Dimant/Sam Rivers/Wesley Borland/John Otto/Chris Martin
作曲 : Clifford Smith/Fred Durst/Leor Dimant/Sam Rivers/Wesley Borland/John Otto/Chris Martin
Who can 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
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm 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 **** you at?
Tical
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
Shut the **** 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
They call me big John stud
My middle name mud
Dirty water flow
Too 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
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?
Come on a little louder
Everybody N 2 Gether now
What? What?
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
N 2 Gether Now by Limp Bizkit from the album How High: **** fiendin for the baselin
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
But don't you forget you're in the zone
(Method Man - So shut the **** up!)
And take that shit back
Cause all your shit's whack
(Method Man - (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
Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you?
Everybody N2 Gether now
Method Man: 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
Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on