Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Who can be the
up to the cross
Stranded in the of the lost
Standin up, I'm
I'm up the path
Runnin on the of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the
stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm all the meteor strikes
Keep the media
As re-enforcements for the
And that alone with keep John on the phone
Tangled in his own I got the on the track
the fuck you at?

Let me hear you pigeons run your now
the fuck up!
I'm pluggin in them skills
That keep my total over a million
The last I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed with the that I wreck it
Wait until the round, I'll knock him out

They call me big stud
My name mud
Dirty flow
Too much for you
That can't stand the
What up
Hold big gun Elmer Fudd
The shot
Mr. Meth I'm

Temperature's too hot for

Playin with can get you state time
behind twelve bars from a great mind
Killa bees in the club when there's
Brought a sword to tha floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til they slug
And take another life in cold
Can't me?
Cause your blood
Murder is
Crime is
shit different day
Father us
know not what they do
Our do
I'm big easy, ya bigbamboo

What's that, I didn't hear
Shut the up!
Come on a louder
Shut the up!
Everybody N 2 now
the fuck up!
What?

What's that, I didn't you?
Shut the up!
Come on a louder
Shut the up!
N 2 Gether now
Shut the up!
What?

Headstrong, deadcon, by dawn
they dead wrong
get it on
Twelve rounds of
Who crown?
Protect land with both
Limp
Get around merry-go
What's the
Comin' your stereo
Why it
of the prolific and gifted
Eight essential vitamins and

Word on the is
They bit my
Knocked out their front
Tryin to mine
Actin like they heard through the
Dope fiendin for the
To provide

Hard as to the cubicle
Where you find monster
She
Wu-Tang and Limp
Roll on the
Kick a in the speaker
the plug and inject

Mic
So what's it all
Where we gonna
we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood of eyes
on the track with Method
So get the
You get your one
Until you
I revolve everything you got
From outta nowhere
You'll be blinded by the
I told you not to
Now turned into stone
Without a
But don't you forget you're in the
So the fuck up!
And take that back
Cause all your whack
is doodoo
When it's way like that
Burnin up your brain like a
So all those who listen
Never even knew they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was down
Wu-Tang for the crown

What's that, I didn't you?
the fuck up!
Come on a little
Shut the up!
Everybody N2 now
Shut the up!
What?

What's that, I hear you?
Shut the up!
Come on a louder
the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 now
the fuck up!
What?

It was over head all day every day


Wu-Tang, Bees, and the Limp

Gotta know the
Gotta to rhyme
It ain't easy greezy
In a world of and you know all that other madness
We

Limp Bizkit, Method Man, the house y'all, bring it on