Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Who can be the
Look up to the
in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm
I'm up the path
Runnin on the of rap
Choked up by the and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me a barcode
I'm Dashin all the meteor
Keep the media
As re-enforcements for the
And that with keep John Ghotti on the phone
in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the you at?

Let me you pigeons run your mouth now
Shut the up!
I'm pluggin in them skills
That keep my total bills over a
The time I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I it
until the second round, I'll knock him out

They call me big John
My middle mud
Dirty water
Too much for you
can't stand the flood
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
Lock behind twelve from a great mind
bees in the club when there's ladybug
Brought a to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day they both slug
And take another life in cold
Can't me?
Cause it's your
Murder is
is endless
Same shit day
forgive us
They not what they do
Our do
I'm big easy, ya bigbamboo

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

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

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

Word on the is
bit my thesis
Knocked out their teethes
Tryin to mine
Actin like they through the grapevine
Dope for the baseline
To provide

Hard as nails to the
Where you find that
She
Wu-Tang and Bizkit
Roll on the
a hole in the speaker
Pull the and inject

Mic
So it all about?
we gonna run?
Maybe we can up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood of virgin
Limpin on the track with
So get the
You get your one
you dissolve
I revolve around you got
From outta nowhere
You'll be blinded by the
I told you not to
Now you're turned stone
Without a
But you forget you're in the zone
So the fuck up!
And that shit back
Cause all shit's whack
is doodoo
When it's way like that
Burnin up your like a piston
So all those who didn't
even knew what they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was down
Wu-Tang for the crown

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

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

It was over your head all day day


Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the

Gotta know the
Gotta to rhyme
It easy bein greezy
In a of cleanliness and you know all that other madness
We

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