Lirik Lagu N 2 Gether Now - Limp Bizkit
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Look up to the crossStranded in the land of the lostStandin' up I'm sidewaysI'm blazing up the pathRunning on the highways of rapChoked up, lot of smoke in the charcoalLot of stamps and brands we like a barcodeI'm dancin' on the media strikesAnd kick the media dykesIt's reinforced me for the fightAnd I don't know how long to keepJohn Gottie on the phoneI'm tangled in the zoneI got the bees on the trackWhere da fuck you at?With da cowsLet me hear your bitches run your mouth nowShut the fuck upI'm plugin' in them social skillsThat keep my total billsThat were a millionThe last time i checked itThank God I'm blessed withThe mind that I'm wreckingWait until the second round and knock 'em outThey call me Big John StudMy middle name mudDirty water flow too much for you thugCan't stand the floodWhat up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer FuddThe sure shotMr. Meth I'm unplugged (learn)Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn)Playin' with minds that get your state timeLocked behind twelve bars from a great mindKiller bees in the club with this ladybugBrought a sword to the dance club to cut a rugLove is love all day 'til they don't slugAnd take another life in cold bloodCan't feel me? 'Til it's your bloodMurder is tremendous, crime is endlessSame shit, different day balled up and deadlessThey know not what they doAll praise is dueI'm big like easy, you big bamboon.(CHORUS)(2x)What's that? I didn't hear youShut the fuck upCome on a little louderShut the fuck upEverybody N 2 Gether NowShut the fuck upWhat? Shut the fuck upWha? Shut the fuck up
Head strong, dead cong, get white dogDead weight and dead wrongLet's get it onTwelve rounds a throw downWho hold crown?Protect land with bull powerLimp BizkitGet around like merry-goBust a scenarioComin' through your stereoWhy risk it?Life styles of the prolific and giftedEight essantial vitamins and minerals delishWord on the street is they bit my thesisKnocked out they front teethisTrying to taste fineActin' like they heard through the grapevineDon't beat 'em for the baselineDuke of eyebrowPharmaceuticalsHard as hells said the cuticalWhere did you find that ma?So she killed the foolWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit rollin' a setKick a hole in the speakerPull the plug and injectMic checkSo what's it all about?Where we gonna run?Maybe we can meet up on the sunDiscretion is advisedFor the blood immerginizedWe're limpin' on the track with the MethodSo get the sun blockYour gettin' one shotUntil you dessolve I revolveAround everything you gotFrom out of nowhere, prepareYou'll be blinded by the glareI told you not to stareNow your turned into stoneWithout a microphoneBut don't you forget your in the zone.So shut the fuck upAnd take that shit back cause all your shits whackDo do with do doWhen it's weighed out like thatBurnin' up your brain like a pistonSo all those who didn't listenNever even knew what they were missin'And now even knew the sky was falling downWu-Tang Clan for the crown
(CHORUS)(2x)
It was over your headAll day, every dayS-I-N-Y 10304Wu-Tang Killer Bees and the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-TY 'all know the timeY'all know the rhymeIt ain't easy being greazyIn a world full of cleanliness and you knowAll that other maddnessWe gone, peace
Limp BizkitMethod ManRock the house y'allBring it on
Head strong, dead cong, get white dogDead weight and dead wrongLet's get it onTwelve rounds a throw downWho hold crown?Protect land with bull powerLimp BizkitGet around like merry-goBust a scenarioComin' through your stereoWhy risk it?Life styles of the prolific and giftedEight essantial vitamins and minerals delishWord on the street is they bit my thesisKnocked out they front teethisTrying to taste fineActin' like they heard through the grapevineDon't beat 'em for the baselineDuke of eyebrowPharmaceuticalsHard as hells said the cuticalWhere did you find that ma?So she killed the foolWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit rollin' a setKick a hole in the speakerPull the plug and injectMic checkSo what's it all about?Where we gonna run?Maybe we can meet up on the sunDiscretion is advisedFor the blood immerginizedWe're limpin' on the track with the MethodSo get the sun blockYour gettin' one shotUntil you dessolve I revolveAround everything you gotFrom out of nowhere, prepareYou'll be blinded by the glareI told you not to stareNow your turned into stoneWithout a microphoneBut don't you forget your in the zone.So shut the fuck upAnd take that shit back cause all your shits whackDo do with do doWhen it's weighed out like thatBurnin' up your brain like a pistonSo all those who didn't listenNever even knew what they were missin'And now even knew the sky was falling downWu-Tang Clan for the crown
(CHORUS)(2x)
It was over your headAll day, every dayS-I-N-Y 10304Wu-Tang Killer Bees and the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-TY 'all know the timeY'all know the rhymeIt ain't easy being greazyIn a world full of cleanliness and you knowAll that other maddnessWe gone, peace
Limp BizkitMethod ManRock the house y'allBring it on
