[{"id":9834733,"name":"N 2 Gether Now","trackName":"N 2 Gether Now","artistName":"Limp Bizkit","albumName":"N 2 Gether Now","duration":289.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"DJ Premier\nUh, uh, uh\n\nWho could be the boss?\nLook up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path\nRunnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the\nSmoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands\nWe like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep\nJohn Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone\nI got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? (Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons\nRun ya mouth now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million\nThe last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed\nWith a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round\nI'll knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd\nMy middle name Mud\nDirty water flow\nToo much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood\nWhat up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd\nThe sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day\n'Til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood\nCan't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous\nCrime is endless\nSame shit different day\nFather forgive us\nThey know not what they do\nAll praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm\nDead by dawn, dead weight\nThey dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down\nWho hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go\nBust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo\nWhy risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is\nThey bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline\nTo provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals\nHard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\nRoll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker\nPull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised\nFor the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou getting' one shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare\nYou be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\nNow you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone\nBut don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missing'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.03] DJ Premier\n[00:05.53] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:08.92] Who could be the boss?\n[00:10.45] Look up to the cross\n[00:11.58] Stranded in the land of the lost\n[00:13.60] Standin' up, I'm sideways\n[00:15.28] I'm blazin' up the path\n[00:16.19] Runnin' on the highways of rap\n[00:17.96] Choked up by the\n[00:19.15] Smoke and the charcoal\n[00:20.59] Lotta stamps and brands\n[00:21.95] We like a bar code\n[00:23.31] I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n[00:26.50] As reinforcement for the fight\n[00:27.95] And that alone'll keep\n[00:29.12] John Gotti on the phone\n[00:30.23] I'm tangled in the zone\n[00:31.35] I got the bees on the track\n[00:32.58] Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n[00:34.35] Let me hear you pigeons\n[00:35.48] Run ya mouth now\n[00:36.45] (Shut the fuck up)\n[00:37.44] I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n[00:39.70] Over a million\n[00:41.10] The last time I checked it\n[00:42.35] Thank God, I'm blessed\n[00:43.35] With a mind that'll wreck it\n[00:44.31] Wait until the second round\n[00:45.63] I'll knock 'em out\n[00:47.06] They call me Big John Studd\n[00:48.06] My middle name Mud\n[00:49.15] Dirty water flow\n[00:50.20] Too much for you thug, uh\n[00:51.37] They can't stand the flood\n[00:52.60] What up, doc?\n[00:53.80] Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd\n[00:54.77] The sureshot\n[00:55.78] Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n[00:58.18] Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n[00:59.82] Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n[01:02.12] Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n[01:04.17] Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n[01:05.97] Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n[01:08.84] Love is love all day\n[01:10.37] 'Til they throw slugs\n[01:11.41] And take another life in cold blood\n[01:12.66] Can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n[01:13.89] Murder rates tremendous\n[01:16.27] Crime is endless\n[01:16.86] Same shit different day\n[01:18.03] Father forgive us\n[01:19.24] They know not what they do\n[01:20.21] All praise is due\n[01:21.69] I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n[01:23.35] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:25.49] Come on, a little louder\n[01:27.64] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:28.78] Everybody in together now\n[01:29.72] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:30.86] What, huh?\n[01:31.56] (Just shut the fuck up\n[01:32.66] Just shut the fuck up)\n[01:33.62] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:35.06] Come on, a little louder\n[01:36.43] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:37.82] Everybody in together now\n[01:38.85] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:39.71] What, huh?\n[01:40.91] (Just shut the fuck up\n[01:41.82] Just shut the fuck up)\n[01:43.12] Headstrong, dead calm\n[01:44.43] Dead by dawn, dead weight\n[01:45.39] They dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:46.68] Twelve rounds of throw down\n[01:48.57] Who hold crown?\n[01:49.86] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:51.01] Get around like merry-go\n[01:53.63] Bust a scenario\n[01:54.54] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:55.76] Why risk it?\n[01:57.20] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:58.38] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.40] Word on the street is\n[02:02.50] They bit my thesis\n[02:03.86] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:05.54] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:07.20] Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n[02:09.50] To provide rhyme\n[02:10.33] Pharmaceuticals\n[02:11.61] Hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:13.56] Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n[02:15.50] Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\n[02:16.88] Roll on the set\n[02:17.89] Kick a hole in the speaker\n[02:18.75] Pull the plug, and then jet\n[02:19.91] Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n[02:22.71] Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n[02:24.69] Discretion is advised\n[02:26.01] For the blood of virgin eyes\n[02:26.93] We limpin' on the track with the Method\n[02:28.11] So get the sunblock\n[02:30.14] You getting' one shot\n[02:31.36] Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n[02:33.70] From outta nowhere, prepare\n[02:35.22] You be blinded by the glare\n[02:36.93] I told you not to stare\n[02:38.15] Now you're turned into stone\n[02:39.32] Without a microphone\n[02:40.66] But don't you forget you're in a zone\n[02:41.81] So shut the fuck up\n[02:43.39] And take that shit back\n[02:44.66] 'Cause all your shit's wack\n[02:45.59] (Doo doo is doo doo)\n[02:46.99] When its weighed out like that\n[02:48.35] Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n[02:49.85] So all those that didn't listen\n[02:51.15] Now they even knew what they were missing'\n[02:53.24] And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n[02:54.84] Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n[02:57.28] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.64] Come on, a little louder\n[03:01.31] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.67] Everybody in together now\n[03:03.62] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:04.42] What, huh?\n[03:05.44] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:06.46] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.37] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:08.69] Come on, a little louder\n[03:10.69] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:11.42] Everybody in together now\n[03:12.23] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:13.58] What, huh?\n[03:14.28] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:15.11] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:16.10] It was over your head\n[03:17.06] All day, every day\n[03:19.13] S.I.N.Y. 10304\n[03:21.47] Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n[03:22.82] And the Limp B I Z K I T\n[03:25.46] Y'all know the time\n[03:26.56] Y'all know the rhyme\n[03:27.69] It ain't easy bein' greazy\n[03:29.17] In a world full of cleanliness\n[03:31.06] And, you know\n[03:31.98] All that other madness\n[03:33.26] We gone, peace\n[03:36.13] Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n[03:39.52] Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons\n Run ya mouth now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million\n The last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed\n With a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round\n I'll knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd\n My middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow\n Too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood\n What up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd\n The sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day\n 'Til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous\n Crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us\n They know not what they do\n All praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day, Father forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day, Father forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n 'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\n When its weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Now they even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head, all day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house y'all! Bring it on!\n"},{"id":27111363,"name":"N 2 Gether Now","trackName":"N 2 Gether Now","artistName":"Limp Bizkit","albumName":"N 2 Gether Now / Break Stuff","duration":235.786667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"DJ Premier\nUh, uh, uh\n\nWho could be the boss? Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? (Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million the last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\nDirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous, crime is endless\nSame shit different day, Father forgive us\nThey know not what they do, all praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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(Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n start_ms: 100640\n end_ms: 103340\n- text: Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n start_ms: 103340\n end_ms: 105210\n- text: Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n start_ms: 105210\n end_ms: 107670\n- text: Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n start_ms: 107670\n end_ms: 109390\n- text: Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n start_ms: 109390\n end_ms: 112360\n- text: Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n start_ms: 112360\n end_ms: 114290\n- text: Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n start_ms: 114290\n end_ms: 116880\n- text: Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n start_ms: 116880\n end_ms: 118950\n- text: Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n start_ms: 118950\n end_ms: 121690\n- text: Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n start_ms: 121690\n end_ms: 123940\n- text: Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n start_ms: 123940\n end_ms: 126320\n- text: Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n start_ms: 126320\n end_ms: 128320\n- text: Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n start_ms: 128320\n end_ms: 130780\n- text: Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n start_ms: 130780\n end_ms: 133480\n- text: Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n start_ms: 133480\n end_ms: 135850\n- text: Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\n start_ms: 135850\n end_ms: 138160\n- text: Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n start_ms: 138160\n end_ms: 140150\n- text: Mic check, so what's it all about? 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(Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n start_ms: 193710\n end_ms: 196220\n- text: It was over your head, all day, every day\n start_ms: 196220\n end_ms: 199430\n- text: S.I.N.Y. 10304\n start_ms: 199430\n end_ms: 201910\n- text: Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n start_ms: 201910\n end_ms: 203100\n- text: And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n start_ms: 203100\n end_ms: 205670\n- text: Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n start_ms: 205670\n end_ms: 208060\n- text: It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n start_ms: 208060\n end_ms: 211350\n- text: And, you know, all that other madness\n start_ms: 211350\n end_ms: 213320\n- text: We gone, peace\n start_ms: 213320\n end_ms: 215470\n- text: Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n start_ms: 215470\n end_ms: 219710\n- text: Rock the house y'all! Bring it on!\n start_ms: 219710\n end_ms: 224820\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 224820\nplain: |-\n DJ Premier\n Uh, uh, uh\n\n Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day, Father forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n 'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\n When its weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Now they even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head, all day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons\nRun ya mouth now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million\nThe last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed\nWith a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round\nI'll knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd\nMy middle name Mud\nDirty water flow\nToo much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood\nWhat up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd\nThe sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day\n'Til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood\nCan't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous\nCrime is endless\nSame shit different day\nFather forgive us\nThey know not what they do\nAll praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm\nDead by dawn, dead weight\nThey dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down\nWho hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go\nBust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo\nWhy risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is\nThey bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline\nTo provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals\nHard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\nRoll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker\nPull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised\nFor the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou getting' one shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare\nYou be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\nNow you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone\nBut don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missing'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:35.89] Come on, a little louder\n[01:37.14] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:38.19] Everybody in together now\n[01:39.26] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:40.16] What, huh?\n[01:41.51] (Just shut the fuck up\n[01:42.69] Just shut the fuck up)\n[01:42.87] Headstrong, dead calm\n[01:44.49] Dead by dawn, dead weight\n[01:46.11] They dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:47.61] Twelve rounds of throw down\n[01:49.12] Who hold crown?\n[01:49.99] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:52.47] Get around like merry-go\n[01:53.93] Bust a scenario\n[01:54.83] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:56.05] Why risk it?\n[01:57.11] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:59.12] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.54] Word on the street is\n[02:02.90] They bit my thesis\n[02:04.05] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:06.33] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:08.37] Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n[02:10.21] To provide rhyme\n[02:11.34] Pharmaceuticals\n[02:12.53] Hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:14.04] Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n[02:15.82] Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\n[02:16.95] Roll on the set\n[02:17.78] Kick a hole in the speaker\n[02:18.80] Pull the plug, and then jet\n[02:19.89] Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n[02:23.18] Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n[02:25.05] Discretion is advised\n[02:26.25] For the blood of virgin eyes\n[02:27.49] We limpin' on the track with the Method\n[02:29.15] So get the sunblock\n[02:30.41] You getting' one shot\n[02:31.70] Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n[02:34.26] From outta nowhere, prepare\n[02:36.02] You be blinded by the glare\n[02:37.52] I told you not to stare\n[02:38.14] Now you're turned into stone\n[02:39.38] Without a microphone\n[02:40.75] But don't you forget you're in a zone\n[02:42.49] So shut the fuck up\n[02:43.34] And take that shit back\n[02:44.65] 'Cause all your shit's wack\n[02:45.99] (Doo doo is doo doo)\n[02:47.09] When its weighed out like that\n[02:48.26] Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n[02:50.15] So all those that didn't listen\n[02:52.02] Now they even knew what they were missing'\n[02:53.73] And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n[02:55.96] Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n[02:57.96] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.95] Come on, a little louder\n[03:01.50] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.56] Everybody in together now\n[03:03.91] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:04.70] What, huh?\n[03:05.97] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:06.89] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.27] What's that? 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And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised\nFor the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou getting' one shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare\nYou be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\nNow you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone\nBut don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missing'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.38] DJ Premier\n[00:06.05] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.64] Who could be the boss?\n[00:11.12] Look up to the cross\n[00:12.35] Stranded in the land of the lost\n[00:14.20] Standin' up, I'm sideways\n[00:16.08] I'm blazin' up the path\n[00:16.97] Runnin' on the highways of rap\n[00:18.49] Choked up by the\n[00:19.75] Smoke and the charcoal\n[00:21.28] Lotta stamps and brands\n[00:22.32] We like a bar code\n[00:23.55] I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n[00:26.47] As reinforcement for the fight\n[00:28.21] And that alone'll keep\n[00:28.96] John Gotti on the phone\n[00:30.15] I'm tangled in the zone\n[00:31.13] I got the bees on the track\n[00:32.59] Where the fuck you at? 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(Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons\n Run ya mouth now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million\n The last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed\n With a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round\n I'll knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd\n My middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow\n Too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood\n What up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd\n The sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day\n 'Til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous\n Crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us\n They know not what they do\n All praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? 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And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised\n For the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock\n You getting' one shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare\n You be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare\n Now you're turned into stone\n Without a microphone\n But don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the fuck up\n And take that shit back\n 'Cause all your shit's wack\n (Doo doo is doo doo)\n When its weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Now they even knew what they were missing'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nA lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media, the media\n\nAs reinforcement for the fight (uh)\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone (yeah)\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the - you at? (Tical!)\nLet me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the - up!)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million the last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\nDirty water flow, too much for you, thug\nThey can't stand the flood, what up, doc?\nHold big - like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\nMr. Meth, I'm unplugged (learn!)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (burn!)\nPlayin' wit' mines? That get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n\nKilla Bees in the club wit' his ladybug\nBrought a - to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\nAnd take another - in cold -, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n- rates tremendous, crime is endless\nSame -, different day, Father, forgive us\nThey know not what they do, all praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n12 rounds of throw-down, who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefs'es, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they \"Heard it Through the Grapevine\"\n- fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the -\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n\nWithout a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the - up, and take that shit back, 'cause all your - wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo) - when it's weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNever even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nIt was over your head - all day, every day\nS.I., NY., 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace!\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house, y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.39] DJ Premier\n[00:06.06] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.64] Who could be the boss? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n A lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media, the media\n\n As reinforcement for the fight (uh)\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone (yeah)\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the - you at? (Tical!)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the - up!)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you, thug\n They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?\n Hold big - like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth, I'm unplugged (learn!)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn!)\n Playin' wit' mines? That get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n\n Killa Bees in the club wit' his ladybug\n Brought a - to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another - in cold -, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n - rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same -, different day, Father, forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? 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And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n\n Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the - up, and take that shit back, 'cause all your - wack\n (Doo doo is doo doo) - when it's weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Never even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n It was over your head - all day, every day\n S.I., NY., 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace!\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house, y'all! Bring it on!\n"},{"id":35276067,"name":"N 2 Gether Now","trackName":"N 2 Gether Now","artistName":"Limp Bizkit","albumName":"Discography [FLAC Songs] [PMEDIA] ⭐️ (1999) Limp Bizkit - Significant Other [16Bit-44.1kHz] - 10. N 2 Gether Now","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"DJ Premier\nUh, uh, uh\n\nWho could be the boss? Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? (Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million the last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\nDirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous, crime is endless\nSame shit different day, Father forgive us\nThey know not what they do, all praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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(Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n[01:43.34] Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n[01:45.21] Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:47.67] Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n[01:49.39] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:52.36] Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n[01:54.29] Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n[01:56.88] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:58.95] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.69] Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n[02:03.94] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:06.32] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:08.32] Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n[02:10.78] Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:13.48] Where'd you find that monster? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day, Father forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head, all day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons\nRun ya mouth now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million\nThe last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed\nWith a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round\nI'll knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd\nMy middle name Mud\nDirty water flow\nToo much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood\nWhat up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd\nThe sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day\n'Til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood\nCan't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous\nCrime is endless\nSame shit different day\nFather forgive us\nThey know not what they do\nAll praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm\nDead by dawn, dead weight\nThey dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down\nWho hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go\nBust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo\nWhy risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is\nThey bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline\nTo provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals\nHard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\nRoll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker\nPull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised\nFor the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou getting' one shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare\nYou be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\nNow you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone\nBut don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missing'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:35.89] Come on, a little louder\n[01:37.14] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:38.19] Everybody in together now\n[01:39.26] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:40.16] What, huh?\n[01:41.51] (Just shut the fuck up\n[01:42.69] Just shut the fuck up)\n[01:42.87] Headstrong, dead calm\n[01:44.49] Dead by dawn, dead weight\n[01:46.11] They dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:47.61] Twelve rounds of throw down\n[01:49.12] Who hold crown?\n[01:49.99] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:52.47] Get around like merry-go\n[01:53.93] Bust a scenario\n[01:54.83] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:56.05] Why risk it?\n[01:57.11] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:59.12] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.54] Word on the street is\n[02:02.90] They bit my thesis\n[02:04.05] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:06.33] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:08.37] Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n[02:10.21] To provide rhyme\n[02:11.34] Pharmaceuticals\n[02:12.53] Hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:14.04] Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n[02:15.82] Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\n[02:16.95] Roll on the set\n[02:17.78] Kick a hole in the speaker\n[02:18.80] Pull the plug, and then jet\n[02:19.89] Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n[02:23.18] Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n[02:25.05] Discretion is advised\n[02:26.25] For the blood of virgin eyes\n[02:27.49] We limpin' on the track with the Method\n[02:29.15] So get the sunblock\n[02:30.41] You getting' one shot\n[02:31.70] Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n[02:34.26] From outta nowhere, prepare\n[02:36.02] You be blinded by the glare\n[02:37.52] I told you not to stare\n[02:38.14] Now you're turned into stone\n[02:39.38] Without a microphone\n[02:40.75] But don't you forget you're in a zone\n[02:42.49] So shut the fuck up\n[02:43.34] And take that shit back\n[02:44.65] 'Cause all your shit's wack\n[02:45.99] (Doo doo is doo doo)\n[02:47.09] When its weighed out like that\n[02:48.26] Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n[02:50.15] So all those that didn't listen\n[02:52.02] Now they even knew what they were missing'\n[02:53.73] And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n[02:55.96] Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n[02:57.96] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.95] Come on, a little louder\n[03:01.50] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.56] Everybody in together now\n[03:03.91] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:04.70] What, huh?\n[03:05.97] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:06.89] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.27] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:09.32] Come on, a little louder\n[03:11.23] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:11.57] Everybody in together now\n[03:13.47] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:13.55] What, huh?\n[03:15.47] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:15.52] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:16.97] It was over your head\n[03:18.28] All day, every day\n[03:19.36] S.I.N.Y. 10304\n[03:21.85] Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n[03:23.14] And the Limp B I Z K I T\n[03:25.94] Y'all know the time\n[03:27.21] Y'all know the rhyme\n[03:28.19] It ain't easy bein' greazy\n[03:29.74] In a world full of cleanliness\n[03:31.59] And, you know\n[03:32.94] All that other madness\n[03:33.98] We gone, peace\n[03:35.41] Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n[03:40.17] Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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What?\n[01:41.83] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:42.56] Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn\n[01:45.12] Deadweight they dead wrong\n[01:46.45] Let's get it on, twelve rounds of throwdown\n[01:48.95] Who hold crown?\n[01:49.78] Protect land with both pound\n[01:51.27] Limp Bizkit, get around like merry go\n[01:53.56] What's the scenario?\n[01:54.57] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:56.16] Why risk it?\n[01:57.12] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:59.31] Eight essential vitamins and minerals\n[02:00.75] Delicious\n[02:01.74] Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n[02:04.08] Knocked out their front teethes\n[02:05.55] Tryin' to taste mine\n[02:06.49] Actin' like they heard through the grapevine\n[02:08.52] Dope fiendin' for the baseline, to provide rhyme\n[02:11.29] Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticle\n[02:13.64] Where you find that monster?\n[02:14.78] She beautiful\n[02:15.75] Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit\n[02:17.03] (Limp Bizkit)\n[02:17.48] Roll on the set\n[02:18.17] Kick a 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minds can get you state time\n Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind\n Killa Bees in the club when there's ladybug\n Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day 'til they both slug\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me?\n 'Cause it's your blood\n Murder is tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us, they know not what they do, our praises do\n I'm big like easy, ya big bamboo\n\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn\n Deadweight they dead wrong\n Let's get it on, twelve rounds of 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Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nLotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\nAs reinforcement for the fight\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the fuck you at? (Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million the last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\nDirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous, crime is endless\nSame shit different day, Father forgive us\nThey know not what they do, all praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head, all day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] DJ Premier\n[00:05.92] Uh, uh, uh\n[00:09.26] Who could be the boss? 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(Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n[01:43.34] Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n[01:45.21] Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:47.67] Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n[01:49.39] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:52.36] Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n[01:54.29] Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n[01:56.88] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:58.95] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.69] Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n[02:03.94] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:06.32] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:08.32] Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n[02:10.78] Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:13.48] Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n[02:15.85] Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\n[02:18.16] Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n[02:20.15] Mic check, so what's it all about? 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Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes\n As reinforcement for the fight\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at? (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood – what up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day, Father forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n Twelve rounds of throw down – who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the fuck up, and take that shit back\n 'Cause all your shit's wack (Doo doo is doo doo)\n When its weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Now they even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh? (Just shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head, all day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons\nRun ya mouth now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million\nThe last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed\nWith a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round\nI'll knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd\nMy middle name Mud\nDirty water flow\nToo much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood\nWhat up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd\nThe sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day\n'Til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood\nCan't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous\nCrime is endless\nSame shit different day\nFather forgive us\nThey know not what they do\nAll praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm\nDead by dawn, dead weight\nThey dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down\nWho hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go\nBust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo\nWhy risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is\nThey bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline\nTo provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals\nHard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\nRoll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker\nPull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised\nFor the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou getting' one shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare\nYou be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\nNow you're turned into stone\nWithout a microphone\nBut don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the fuck up\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo)\nWhen its weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNow they even knew what they were missing'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:35.06] Come on, a little louder\n[01:36.43] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:37.82] Everybody in together now\n[01:38.85] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:39.71] What, huh?\n[01:40.91] (Just shut the fuck up\n[01:41.82] Just shut the fuck up)\n[01:43.12] Headstrong, dead calm\n[01:44.43] Dead by dawn, dead weight\n[01:45.39] They dead wrong, let's get it on\n[01:46.68] Twelve rounds of throw down\n[01:48.57] Who hold crown?\n[01:49.86] Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n[01:51.01] Get around like merry-go\n[01:53.63] Bust a scenario\n[01:54.54] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:55.76] Why risk it?\n[01:57.20] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:58.38] Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n[02:01.40] Word on the street is\n[02:02.50] They bit my thesis\n[02:03.86] Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n[02:05.54] Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n[02:07.20] Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n[02:09.50] To provide rhyme\n[02:10.33] Pharmaceuticals\n[02:11.61] Hard as nails to the cuticles\n[02:13.56] Where'd you find that monster? 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And where we gonna run?\n[02:22.71] Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n[02:24.69] Discretion is advised\n[02:26.01] For the blood of virgin eyes\n[02:26.93] We limpin' on the track with the Method\n[02:28.11] So get the sunblock\n[02:30.14] You getting' one shot\n[02:31.36] Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n[02:33.70] From outta nowhere, prepare\n[02:35.22] You be blinded by the glare\n[02:36.93] I told you not to stare\n[02:38.15] Now you're turned into stone\n[02:39.32] Without a microphone\n[02:40.66] But don't you forget you're in a zone\n[02:41.81] So shut the fuck up\n[02:43.39] And take that shit back\n[02:44.66] 'Cause all your shit's wack\n[02:45.59] (Doo doo is doo doo)\n[02:46.99] When its weighed out like that\n[02:48.35] Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n[02:49.85] So all those that didn't listen\n[02:51.15] Now they even knew what they were missing'\n[02:53.24] And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n[02:54.84] Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n[02:57.28] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.64] Come on, a little louder\n[03:01.31] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.67] Everybody in together now\n[03:03.62] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:04.42] What, huh?\n[03:05.44] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:06.46] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.37] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:08.69] Come on, a little louder\n[03:10.69] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:11.42] Everybody in together now\n[03:12.23] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:13.58] What, huh?\n[03:14.28] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:15.11] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:16.10] It was over your head\n[03:17.06] All day, every day\n[03:19.13] S.I.N.Y. 10304\n[03:21.47] Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n[03:22.82] And the Limp B I Z K I T\n[03:25.46] Y'all know the time\n[03:26.56] Y'all know the rhyme\n[03:27.69] It ain't easy bein' greazy\n[03:29.17] In a world full of cleanliness\n[03:31.06] And, you know\n[03:31.98] All that other madness\n[03:33.26] We gone, peace\n[03:36.13] Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n[03:39.52] Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons\n Run ya mouth now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million\n The last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed\n With a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round\n I'll knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd\n My middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow\n Too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood\n What up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd\n The sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day\n 'Til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous\n Crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us\n They know not what they do\n All praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm\n Dead by dawn, dead weight\n They dead wrong, let's get it on\n Twelve rounds of throw down\n Who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go\n Bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo\n Why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n Word on the street is\n They bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n To provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals\n Hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\n Roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker\n Pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head\n All day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B I Z K I T\n Y'all know the time\n Y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy\n In a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know\n All that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\nLet me hear you pigeons\nRun ya mouth now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million\nThe last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed\nWith a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round\nI'll knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd\nMy middle name Mud\nDirty water flow\nToo much for you thug, uh\nThey can't stand the flood\nWhat up, doc?\nHold big gun like Elmer Fudd\nThe sureshot\nMr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\nPlayin' wit' minds that get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\nKilla bees in the club wit' this ladybug\nBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day\n'Til they throw slugs\nAnd take another life in cold blood\nCan't feel me 'til it's your blood\nMurder rates tremendous\nCrime is endless\nSame shit different day\nFather forgive us\nThey know not what they do\nAll praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm\nDead by dawn, dead weight\nThey dead wrong, let's get it on\nTwelve rounds of throw down\nWho hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go\nBust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo\nWhy risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\nWord on the street is\nThey bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they heard it through the grapevine\nDope fiendin' for the bassline\nTo provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals\nHard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\nRoll on the set\nKick a hole in the speaker\nPull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\nCome on, a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody in together now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat, huh?\n(Just shut the fuck up\nJust shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head\nAll day, every day\nS.I.N.Y. 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nY'all know the time\nY'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know\nAll that other madness\nWe gone, peace\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.64] Come on, a little louder\n[03:01.31] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.67] Everybody in together now\n[03:03.62] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:04.42] What, huh?\n[03:05.44] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:06.46] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.37] What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:08.69] Come on, a little louder\n[03:10.69] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:11.42] Everybody in together now\n[03:12.23] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:13.58] What, huh?\n[03:14.28] (Just shut the fuck up\n[03:15.11] Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:16.10] It was over your head\n[03:17.06] All day, every day\n[03:19.13] S.I.N.Y. 10304\n[03:21.47] Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n[03:22.82] And the Limp B I Z K I T\n[03:25.46] Y'all know the time\n[03:26.56] Y'all know the rhyme\n[03:27.69] It ain't easy bein' greazy\n[03:29.17] In a world full of cleanliness\n[03:31.06] And, you know\n[03:31.98] All that other madness\n[03:33.26] We gone, peace\n[03:36.13] Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n[03:39.52] Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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(Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons\n Run ya mouth now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million\n The last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed\n With a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round\n I'll knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd\n My middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow\n Too much for you thug, uh\n They can't stand the flood\n What up, doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd\n The sureshot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (Learn)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)\n Playin' wit' minds that get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug\n Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day\n 'Til they throw slugs\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n Murder rates tremendous\n Crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us\n They know not what they do\n All praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n What's that? I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm\n Dead by dawn, dead weight\n They dead wrong, let's get it on\n Twelve rounds of throw down\n Who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go\n Bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo\n Why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n Word on the street is\n They bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the bassline\n To provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals\n Hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit\n Roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker\n Pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? 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I didn't hear you (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on, a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody in together now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What, huh?\n (Just shut the fuck up\n Just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head\n All day, every day\n S.I.N.Y. 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B I Z K I T\n Y'all know the time\n Y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy\n In a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know\n All that other madness\n We gone, peace\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock, rock, rock the house y'all! 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run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised, for the blood of virgin eyes\nLimpin' on the track with Method\nSo get the sunblock\nYou get your one shot, until you dissolve\nI revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere prepare\nYou'll be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare\n\nNow you're turned into stone, without a microphone\n(Phone)\nBut don't you forget you're in the zone\n(So shut the fuck up)\nAnd take that shit back\n'Cause all your shit's whack\nDoodoo is doodoo\nWhen it's weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those who didn't listen\nNever even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu Tang clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that, I didn't hear you?\n(Shut the fuck up)\nCome on a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody 'n' 2 gether now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat?\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat?\n(Just shut the fuck up)\nWhat's that, I didn't hear you?\n(Shut the fuck up)\nCome on a little louder\n(Shut the fuck up)\nEverybody 'n' 2 gether now\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat?\n(Shut the fuck up)\nWhat?\n(Just shut the fuck up)\n\nIt was over your head all day every day\nS I N Y, One O Three O Four\nWu Tan Killa Bees,\nAnd the Limp B I Z K I T\nYa know the time, ya know to rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greezy\nIn a world full of cleanliness\nAnd you know all that other madness\nWe gone\nPeace\n(Limp Bizkit, Method Man)\n(Rock the house y'all, bring it on)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.72] DJ Mia\n[00:02.10] Uhh, uhh, uhh\n[00:04.93] Who can be the boss?\n[00:07.45] Look up to the Cross\n[00:08.64] Stranded in the land of the lost\n[00:10.38] Standin up, I'm sideways\n[00:12.23] I'm blazin' up the path\n[00:13.42] Runnin' on the highways of rap\n[00:14.84] Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n[00:17.00] Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode\n[00:19.39] I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep the media dykes\n[00:22.27] As re enforcements for the fight\n[00:24.72] And that alone will keep John Gotti on the phone\n[00:26.43] Yea\n[00:27.32] Tangled in his own\n[00:27.91] I got the Bees on the track\n[00:29.39] Where the fuck you at?\n[00:30.31] (Tical)\n[00:31.23] Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now\n[00:32.57] (Shut the fuck up)\n[00:33.95] I'm pluggin' in them social skills\n[00:35.43] That keep my total bills over a million\n[00:36.72] The last time I checked it\n[00:38.58] Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it\n[00:40.99] Wait until the second round\n[00:41.70] I'll knock him out\n[00:42.83] They call me Big John Stud\n[00:43.66] My middle name Mud\n[00:44.76] Dirty water flow\n[00:46.39] Too much for you thugs\n[00:47.52] That can't stand the flood\n[00:48.98] What up doc?\n[00:49.68] Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sure shot\n[00:51.36] Mr. Meth I'm unplugged\n[00:52.73] (Plugged)\n[00:53.63] Learn\n[00:54.34] Temperature's too hot for sunblock\n[00:55.87] (Burn)\n[00:57.15] Playin' with minds can get you state time\n[00:58.19] Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind\n[01:01.28] Killa Bees in the club when there's ladybug\n[01:03.23] Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug\n[01:05.46] Love is love all day 'til they both slug\n[01:07.41] And take another life in cold blood\n[01:10.17] Can't feel me?\n[01:11.08] 'Cause it's your blood\n[01:12.01] Murder is tremendous, crime is endless\n[01:13.27] Same shit different day\n[01:15.70] Father forgive us, they know not what they do, our praises do\n[01:18.15] I'm big like easy, ya big bamboo\n[01:21.04] What's that, I didn't hear you?\n[01:22.35] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:23.37] Come on a little louder\n[01:24.47] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:25.44] Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n[01:26.77] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:27.17] What?\n[01:27.88] (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n[01:28.63] What?\n[01:29.23] (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n[01:29.98] What's that, I didn't hear you?\n[01:30.96] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:31.92] Come on a little louder\n[01:33.17] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:34.12] Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n[01:35.56] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:36.30] What?\n[01:37.07] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:37.73] What?\n[01:38.26] (Shut the fuck up)\n[01:38.96] Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn\n[01:41.11] Deadweight they dead wrong\n[01:43.09] Let's get it on, twelve rounds of throwdown\n[01:45.83] Who hold crown?\n[01:46.82] Protect land with both pound\n[01:48.17] Limp Bizkit, get around like merry go\n[01:50.52] What's the scenario?\n[01:51.73] Comin' through your stereo\n[01:52.84] Why risk it?\n[01:54.23] Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n[01:55.89] Eight essential vitamins and minerals\n[01:57.89] Delicious\n[01:59.09] Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n[02:00.36] Knocked out their front teethes\n[02:01.56] Tryin' to taste mine\n[02:02.93] Actin' like they heard through the grapevine\n[02:04.24] Dope fiendin' for the baseline, to provide rhyme\n[02:07.24] Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticle\n[02:09.63] Where you find that monster?\n[02:11.67] She beautiful\n[02:12.38] Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit\n[02:13.00] (Limp Bizkit)\n[02:13.64] Roll on the set\n[02:14.30] Kick a hole in the speaker\n[02:15.87] Pull the plug and then jet\n[02:17.06] Mic check\n[02:17.87] So what's it all about?\n[02:18.67] Where we gonna run?\n[02:19.83] Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n[02:21.50] Discretion is advised, for the blood of virgin eyes\n[02:23.94] Limpin' on the track with Method\n[02:25.81] So get the sunblock\n[02:27.02] You get your one shot, until you dissolve\n[02:29.13] I revolve around everything you got\n[02:30.95] From outta nowhere prepare\n[02:33.04] You'll be blinded by the glare\n[02:34.01] I told you not to stare\n[02:34.97] Now you're turned into stone, without a microphone\n[02:37.18] (Phone)\n[02:37.66] But don't you forget you're in the zone\n[02:39.09] (So shut the fuck up)\n[02:40.07] And take that shit back\n[02:41.65] 'Cause all your shit's whack\n[02:42.69] Doodoo is doodoo\n[02:44.34] When it's weighed out like that\n[02:45.32] Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n[02:46.52] So all those who didn't listen\n[02:48.88] Never even knew what they were missin'\n[02:50.27] And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n[02:52.34] Wu Tang clan for the crown\n[02:54.66] What's that, I didn't hear you?\n[02:55.95] (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:56.84] Come on a little louder\n[02:58.10] (Shut the fuck up)\n[02:59.06] Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n[03:00.31] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:01.47] What?\n[03:02.03] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:02.58] What?\n[03:03.21] (Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:03.94] What's that, I didn't hear you?\n[03:04.82] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:05.51] Come on a little louder\n[03:07.16] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:07.76] Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n[03:09.65] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:10.11] What?\n[03:11.17] (Shut the fuck up)\n[03:11.52] What?\n[03:12.39] (Just shut the fuck up)\n[03:13.53] It was over your head all day every day\n[03:16.52] S I N Y, One O Three O Four\n[03:18.17] Wu Tan Killa Bees,\n[03:20.39] And the Limp B I Z K I T\n[03:21.90] Ya know the time, ya know to rhyme\n[03:24.21] It ain't easy bein' greezy\n[03:26.12] In a world full of cleanliness\n[03:27.52] And you know all that other madness\n[03:30.00] We gone\n[03:30.99] Peace\n[03:31.96] (Limp Bizkit, Method Man)\n[03:36.16] (Rock the house y'all, bring it on)\n[03:39.44] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: N 2 Gether Now (Album Version)\n artist: Limp Bizkit featuring Method Man\n album: N 2 Gether Now / Break Stuff\n duration_ms: 235000\n instrumental: false\n language: en\nlines:\n- text: DJ Premier\n start_ms: 2370\n end_ms: 6020\n words:\n - text: 'DJ '\n start_ms: 2370\n - text: Premier\n start_ms: 3941\n- text: Uh, uh, uh\n start_ms: 6020\n end_ms: 9600\n words:\n - text: 'Uh, '\n start_ms: 6020\n - text: 'uh, '\n start_ms: 7420\n - text: uh\n start_ms: 8520\n- text: Who could be the boss? 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day\n start_ms: 193530\n end_ms: 196520\n- text: S I N Y, One O Three O Four\n start_ms: 196520\n end_ms: 198170\n- text: Wu Tan Killa Bees,\n start_ms: 198170\n end_ms: 200390\n- text: And the Limp B I Z K I T\n start_ms: 200390\n end_ms: 201900\n- text: Ya know the time, ya know to rhyme\n start_ms: 201900\n end_ms: 204210\n- text: It ain't easy bein' greezy\n start_ms: 204210\n end_ms: 206120\n- text: In a world full of cleanliness\n start_ms: 206120\n end_ms: 207520\n- text: And you know all that other madness\n start_ms: 207520\n end_ms: 210000\n- text: We gone\n start_ms: 210000\n end_ms: 210990\n- text: Peace\n start_ms: 210990\n end_ms: 211960\n- text: (Limp Bizkit, Method Man)\n start_ms: 211960\n end_ms: 216160\n- text: (Rock the house y'all, bring it on)\n start_ms: 216160\n end_ms: 219440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 219440\nplain: |-\n DJ Mia\n Uhh, uhh, uhh\n\n Who can be the boss?\n Look up to the Cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path\n Runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode\n I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep the media dykes\n As re enforcements for the fight\n And that alone will keep John Gotti on the phone\n Yea\n\n Tangled in his own\n I got the Bees on the track\n Where the fuck you at?\n (Tical)\n Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills\n That keep my total bills over a million\n The last time I checked it\n Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it\n Wait until the second round\n I'll knock him out\n\n They call me Big John Stud\n My middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow\n Too much for you thugs\n That can't stand the flood\n What up doc?\n Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sure shot\n Mr. Meth I'm unplugged\n (Plugged)\n Learn\n Temperature's too hot for sunblock\n (Burn)\n\n Playin' with minds can get you state time\n Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind\n Killa Bees in the club when there's ladybug\n Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day 'til they both slug\n And take another life in cold blood\n Can't feel me?\n 'Cause it's your blood\n Murder is tremendous, crime is endless\n Same shit different day\n Father forgive us, they know not what they do, our praises do\n I'm big like easy, ya big bamboo\n\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Jus' shut the fuck up)\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n\n Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn\n Deadweight they dead wrong\n Let's get it on, twelve rounds of throwdown\n Who hold crown?\n Protect land with both pound\n Limp Bizkit, get around like merry go\n What's the scenario?\n Comin' through your stereo\n Why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals\n Delicious\n\n Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n Knocked out their front teethes\n Tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they heard through the grapevine\n Dope fiendin' for the baseline, to provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticle\n Where you find that monster?\n She beautiful\n Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit\n (Limp Bizkit)\n Roll on the set\n Kick a hole in the speaker\n Pull the plug and then jet\n\n Mic check\n So what's it all about?\n Where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised, for the blood of virgin eyes\n Limpin' on the track with Method\n So get the sunblock\n You get your one shot, until you dissolve\n I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere prepare\n You'll be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare\n\n Now you're turned into stone, without a microphone\n (Phone)\n But don't you forget you're in the zone\n (So shut the fuck up)\n And take that shit back\n 'Cause all your shit's whack\n Doodoo is doodoo\n When it's weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those who didn't listen\n Never even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu Tang clan for the crown\n\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Just shut the fuck up)\n What's that, I didn't hear you?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Come on a little louder\n (Shut the fuck up)\n Everybody 'n' 2 gether now\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Shut the fuck up)\n What?\n (Just shut the fuck up)\n\n It was over your head all day every day\n S I N Y, One O Three O Four\n Wu Tan Killa Bees,\n And the Limp B I Z K I T\n Ya know the time, ya know to rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greezy\n In a world full of cleanliness\n And you know all that other madness\n We gone\n Peace\n (Limp Bizkit, Method Man)\n (Rock the house y'all, bring it on)\n"},{"id":31515322,"name":"10 - Limp Bizkit - N 2 Gether Now","trackName":"10 - Limp Bizkit - N 2 Gether Now","artistName":"Limp Bizkit","albumName":"Significantother","duration":292.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"DJ Premier\nUh, uh, uh\n\nWho could be the boss? Look up to the cross\nStranded in the land of the lost\nStandin' up, I'm sideways\nI'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\nChoked up by the smoke and the charcoal\nA lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\nI'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media, the media\n\nAs reinforcement for the fight (uh)\nAnd that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone (yeah)\nI'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\nWhere the - you at? (Tical!)\nLet me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the - up!)\nI'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\nOver a million the last time I checked it\nThank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\nWait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\nThey call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\nDirty water flow, too much for you, thug\nThey can't stand the flood, what up, doc?\nHold big - like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\nMr. Meth, I'm unplugged (learn!)\nTemperatures too hot for sunblock (burn!)\nPlayin' wit' mines? That get you state time\nLocked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n\nKilla Bees in the club wit' his ladybug\nBrought a - to the dance floor to cut a rug\nLove is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\nAnd take another - in cold -, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n- rates tremendous, crime is endless\nSame -, different day, Father, forgive us\nThey know not what they do, all praise is due\nI'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nHeadstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\nDead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n12 rounds of throw-down, who hold crown?\nProtect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\nGet around like merry-go, bust a scenario\nComin' through your stereo, why risk it?\nLifestyles of the prolific and gifted\nEight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n\nWord on the street is, they bit my thesis\nKnocked out they front teefs'es, tryin' to taste mine\nActin' like they \"Heard it Through the Grapevine\"\n- fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\nPharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\nWhere'd you find that monster? She beautiful\nWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the -\nKick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\nMic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\nMaybe we can meet up on the sun\nDiscretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\nWe limpin' on the track with the Method\nSo get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\nUntil you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\nFrom outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\nI told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n\nWithout a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\nSo shut the - up, and take that shit back, 'cause all your - wack\n(Doo doo is doo doo) - when it's weighed out like that\nBurnin' up your brain like a piston\nSo all those that didn't listen\nNever even knew what they were missin'\nAnd never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\nWu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nWhat's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\nCome on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\nEverybody in together now (shut the - up!)\nWhat, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\nIt was over your head - all day, every day\nS.I., NY., 10304\nWu-Tang Killa Bees\nAnd the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\nY'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\nIt ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\nAnd, you know, all that other madness\nWe gone, peace!\nLimp Bizkit, Method Man\nRock the house, y'all! Bring it on!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 10 - Limp Bizkit - N 2 Gether Now\n artist: Limp Bizkit\n album: Significantother\n duration_ms: 292000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n DJ Premier\n Uh, uh, uh\n\n Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross\n Stranded in the land of the lost\n Standin' up, I'm sideways\n I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap\n Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal\n A lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code\n I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media, the media\n\n As reinforcement for the fight (uh)\n And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone (yeah)\n I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track\n Where the - you at? (Tical!)\n Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the - up!)\n I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills\n Over a million the last time I checked it\n Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it\n Wait until the second round and knock 'em out\n\n They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud\n Dirty water flow, too much for you, thug\n They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?\n Hold big - like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot\n Mr. Meth, I'm unplugged (learn!)\n Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn!)\n Playin' wit' mines? That get you state time\n Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind\n\n Killa Bees in the club wit' his ladybug\n Brought a - to the dance floor to cut a rug\n Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs\n And take another - in cold -, can't feel me 'til it's your blood\n - rates tremendous, crime is endless\n Same -, different day, Father, forgive us\n They know not what they do, all praise is due\n I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn\n Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on\n 12 rounds of throw-down, who hold crown?\n Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit\n Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario\n Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?\n Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted\n Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious\n\n Word on the street is, they bit my thesis\n Knocked out they front teefs'es, tryin' to taste mine\n Actin' like they \"Heard it Through the Grapevine\"\n - fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme\n Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles\n Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful\n Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the -\n Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet\n\n Mic check, so what's it all about? And where we gonna run?\n Maybe we can meet up on the sun\n Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes\n We limpin' on the track with the Method\n So get the sunblock, you gettin' one-shot\n Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got\n From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare\n I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone\n\n Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone\n So shut the - up, and take that shit back, 'cause all your - wack\n (Doo doo is doo doo) - when it's weighed out like that\n Burnin' up your brain like a piston\n So all those that didn't listen\n Never even knew what they were missin'\n And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down\n Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the - up!)\n Come on, a little louder! (Shut the - up!)\n Everybody in together now (shut the - up!)\n What, huh? (Just shut the - up, just shut the - up!)\n\n It was over your head - all day, every day\n S.I., NY., 10304\n Wu-Tang Killa Bees\n And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T\n Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme\n It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness\n And, you know, all that other madness\n We gone, peace!\n Limp Bizkit, Method Man\n Rock the house, y'all! Bring it on!\n"}]