N 2 Gether Now
Limp Bizkit Lyrics


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Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap

Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes
As reinforcement for the fight

And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone
I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at? (Tical)
Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the fuck up)

I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills
Over a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out

They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot

Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (plugged), learn
Temperatures too hot for sunblock, burn
Playin' wit' minds that get you state time
Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind

Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug
Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs
And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood

Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless
Same shit different day, Father forgive us
They know not what they do, all praise is due
I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu

What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now (shut the fuck up)
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)

What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now (shut the fuck up)
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)

Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve rounds of throw down, who hold crown?
Protect land wit' four pound, Limp Bizkit

Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario
Comin' through your stereo, why risk it?
Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
Eight essential vitamins and minerals, delicious

Word on the street is, they bit my thesis
Knocked out they front teefes, tryin' to taste mine
Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine
Dope fiendin' for the bassline, to provide rhyme

Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticles
Where'd you find that monster? She beautiful
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the set
Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and then jet

Mic check, so what's it all about? (-bout)
And where we gonna run? (run)
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes
We limpin' on the track with the Method

So get the sunblock (sunblock), you gettin' one-shot
Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone

Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone
So shut the fuck up
And take that shit back 'cause all your shit's wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
When it's weighed out like that

Burnin' up your brain like a piston
So all those who didn't listen
Never even knew what they were missin'
And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown

What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now (shut the fuck up)
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)

What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now (shut the fuck up)
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)

It was over your head, all day, every day
S.I.N.Y. 10304
Wu-Tang Killa Bees
And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T
Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme
It ain't easy bein' greazy in a world full of cleanliness, and
You know, all that other madness, we gone, peace

Limp Bizkit
Method Man




Rock the house y'all
Bring it on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Limp Bizkit's "N 2 Gether Now" are full of references to the rap scene and societal issues like crime, drugs, and media. The song opens with the artist looking up to the "cross" and being "Stranded in the land of the lost," indicating a sense of alienation and confusion. He then proceeds to assert his position in the rap world, "blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap." The lyrics mention the chaos resulting from drugs and crime, symbolized by smoke and charcoal, and the media's role in perpetrating this cycle of violence.


The second verse references John Gotti, a notorious New York mob boss, suggesting that the artist is entangled in a dangerous world. He talks about his social skills and financial success, boasting of his net worth. The third verse is a mashup of lyrical brilliance from both the bands, with references to street life, drugs, and even the Wu-Tang Clan's vocals.


The chorus repeatedly asks anyone who disagrees or disrespects them to "shut the f*** up." The lyrics express frustration, but they also assert confidence and dominance in the face of societal challenges.


Line by Line Meaning

Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Questioning who has ultimate authority and suggesting to look to religion for guidance


Stranded in the land of the lost
Feeling lost and disconnected from reality


Standin' up, I'm sideways
Asserting oneself in a non-conventional manner


I'm blazin' up the path, runnin' on the highways of rap
Making a strong impact and excelling in the rap industry


Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Feeling overwhelmed and suffocated by negativity


A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
Having many influences and identities, like a barcode


I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media dykes
Critiquing and challenging the biases and restrictions of the media


As reinforcement for the fight
Using criticism of the media as motivation to continue pushing boundaries


And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone
Having a powerful presence that even intimidates notorious figures like John Gotti


I'm tangled in the zone, I got the bees on the track
Fully immersed in their creative zone and collaborating with Wu-Tang Clan


Where the fuck you at? (Tical)
Questioning the whereabouts of someone (Tical refers to Method Man)


Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (shut the fuck up)
Challenging critics to speak up, but ultimately dismissing their opinions


I'm pluggin' in them social skills that keep my total bills
Utilizing social skills and connections to maintain financial success


Over a million the last time I checked it
Having amassed over a million in earnings


Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Grateful for having a creative mind capable of achieving great success


Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
Confident in their ability to overcome challenges and emerge victorious


They call me Big John Studd, my middle name Mud
Embracing a tough and rugged persona


Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
Displaying a raw and intense flow that surpasses others


They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Causing a sensation and overwhelming others with their talent and presence


Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sureshot
Wielding power and control, like the character Elmer Fudd from Looney Tunes


Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (plugged), learn
Method Man is being real and genuine, urging others to pay attention and learn


Temperatures too hot for sunblock, burn
Their passion and intensity cannot be protected or contained


Playin' wit' minds that get you state time
Manipulating and outsmarting individuals who end up in prison


Locked behind 12 bars from a great mind
Serving a prison sentence, metaphorically represented by 12 bars, despite being talented


Killa bees in the club wit' this ladybug
Being in the presence of Wu-Tang Clan and other talented individuals


Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rug
Bringing their talent and skills to the forefront to impress and entertain


Love is love all day, 'til they throw slugs
Promoting love and unity, but recognizing that violence can disrupt peace


And take another life in cold blood, can't feel me 'til it's your blood
Only understanding the consequences and pain of violence when personally affected


Murder rates tremendous, crime is endless
Highlighting the ongoing cycle of violence and crime in society


Same shit different day, Father forgive us
Expressing frustration with the repetitive nature of issues and seeking forgiveness


They know not what they do, all praise is due
Recognizing that some individuals may be unaware of their destructive actions


I'm big like E-Z and Big Bambu
Proudly comparing themselves to other influential figures in the industry


Mic check, so what's it all about? (-bout)
Questioning the purpose and meaning of their presence and music


And where we gonna run? (run)
Contemplating where they can find refuge or escape from their current situation


Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Suggesting finding solace in an idealized and peaceful environment


Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes
Cautioning against exposing innocent individuals to violent or explicit content


We limpin' on the track with the Method
Rapping alongside Method Man in a distinctive and powerful manner


So get the sunblock (sunblock), you gettin' one-shot
Warning listeners that they only have one chance to protect themselves


Until you dissolve, I revolve around everything you got
Continuing to have an impact and presence in the lives of others, even after they are gone


From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
Surprising others with their sudden appearance and stunning talent


I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone
Advising against underestimating them, as it will have consequences


Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone
Highlighting their ability to captivate and engage others even without traditional tools


So shut the fuck up
Demanding silence and attention from those who doubt or criticize


And take that shit back 'cause all your shit's wack
Challenging others to reevaluate their own work before criticizing theirs


(Doo doo is doo doo)
Indicating that subpar work or opinions are simply unimpressive


When it's weighed out like that
Suggesting that when evaluated objectively, their work exceeds others'


Burnin' up your brain like a piston
Stimulating and captivating listeners with their powerful lyrics and delivery


So all those who didn't listen
Addressing those who underestimated or ignored their talent


Never even knew what they were missin'
Implying that those who overlooked them missed out on something great


And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Suggesting that those who underestimated them were oblivious to their imminent success


Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown
Acknowledging Wu-Tang Clan's influence and dominance in the industry


It was over your head, all day, every day
Their talent and brilliance went unrecognized by many


S.I.N.Y. 10304
Referring to the Staten Island, New York ZIP code where Wu-Tang Clan originated


Rock the house y'all
Getting the crowd energized and ready to party


Bring it on
Challenging others to step up and face them




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: William Frederick Durst, Clifford Smith, Wesley Louden Borland, John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant, Samuel Robert Rivers, Christopher Anthony John Martin

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@henriqueramos3197

"N 2 Gether Now"

[Fred:] Who can be the boss?
Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path
Runnin on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes
Keep the media dykes
As re-enforcements for the fight
And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone
Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at?
[Method Man] Tical
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
[Method Man] Shut the fuck up!
I'm pluggin in them social skills
That keep my total bills over a million
The last time I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it
Wait until the second round, I'll knock him out

[Method Man:] They call me big John stud
My middle name mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thugs
That can't stand the flood
What up doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sure shot
Mr. Meth I'm unplugged
Learn
Temperature's too hot for sunblock
Burn
Playin with minds can get you state time
Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind
Killa bees in the club when there's ladybug
Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til they both slug
And take another life in cold blood
Can't feel me?
Cause it's your blood
Murder is tremendous
Crime is endless
Same shit different day
Father forgive us
They know not what they do
Our praises do
I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo

[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now
Shut the fuck up!
What? What?

[Method Man:] Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn
Deadweight they dead wrong
Let's get it on
Twelve rounds of throwdown
Who hold crown?
Protect land with both pound
Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go
What's the scenario?
Comin' through your stereo
Why risk it
Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
Eight essential vitamins and minerals
Delicious
Word on the street is
They bit my thesis
Knocked out their front teethes
Tryin to taste mine
Actin like they heard through the grapevine
Dope fiendin for the baseline
To provide rhyme
Pharmaceuticals
Hard as nails to the cubicle
Where you find that monster
She beautiful
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit
Roll on the check
Kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug and inject

[Fred:] Mic check
So what's it all about?
Where we gonna run?
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
Limpin on the track with Method
So get the sunblock
You get your one shot
Until you dissolve
I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere prepare
You'll be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you're turned into stone
Without a microphone
But don't you forget you're in the zone
[Method Man] So shut the fuck up!
And take that shit back
Cause all your shit's whack
[Method Man] Doodoo is doodoo
When it's way down like that
Burnin up your brain like a piston
So all those who didn't listen
Never even knew what they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was fallin down
Wu-Tang Clan for the crown

[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N2 Gether now
Shut the fuck up!
What? What?

[Method Man:] It was over your head all day every day
S-I-N-Y
1-0-3-0-4
Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the Limp
B-I-Z-K-I-T
Gotta know the time
Gotta know to rhyme
It ain't easy bein greezy
In a world of cleanliness and you know all that other madness
We gone
Peace

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

Hey wait up, where you guys going? You're not recording are you? I'm all alone
I can't do this
Feel it
You guys feel it out there?
Check your head if you feel it
Hey, hey, hey
Every day is brigther than the next day, at least that's what you think

Writer(s): Clifford Smith, William Frederick Durst, Christopher Anthony John Martin, Leor Dimant, John Everett Otto, Wesley Louden Borland, Samuel Robert Rivers
album: "Significant Other" (1999)



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Me no liky

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