Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Who can be the
up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the
up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the
on the highways 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 alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone
Tangled in his own I got the bees on the
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 time I it
Thank God I'm blessed with the that I wreck it
Wait until the second round, knock him out

They call me big stud
My middle mud
Dirty water
Too for you thugs
can't stand the flood
What up
big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sure
Mr. Meth I'm

Temperature's too hot for

Playin with can get you state time
Lock behind twelve bars from a great
Killa bees in the club when there's
Brought a sword to tha dance to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til both slug
And take life in cold blood
feel me?
Cause it's blood
is tremendous
Crime is
Same shit day
Father us
They know not what do
Our do
I'm big easy, ya bigbamboo

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

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

Headstrong, deadcon, by dawn
Deadweight they wrong
get it on
Twelve rounds of
Who hold
Protect land both pound
Limp
Get around like
What's the
through your stereo
Why it
Lifestyles of the prolific and
Eight essential and minerals

Word on the is
bit my thesis
Knocked out their front
Tryin to mine
Actin they heard through the grapevine
Dope fiendin for the
To rhyme

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

Mic
So it all about?
Where we gonna
we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is
For the of virgin eyes
Limpin on the with Method
So get the
You get your one
you dissolve
I revolve around you got
From outta prepare
be blinded by the glare
I told you not to
Now you're into stone
Without a
But don't you you're in the zone
So shut the up!
And that shit back
Cause all your shit's
Doodoo is
When it's way down like
Burnin up your brain like a
So all those who didn't
Never even knew what were missin
And never even that the sky was fallin down
Clan for the crown

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

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?

It was your head all day every day


Wu-Tang, Bees, and the Limp

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

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