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Текст песни Limp Bizkit f Method Man, Pharrell Willi - New Old Songs

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[Lady talking]Ladies and gentlemen, here comes the stone rockersI mean some real playasBut tonight, they gon` do it all in together[Fred Durst talking]Uh, check on, uhLimp Bizkit[Fred Durst (Method Man)]UhWho could be the bossLook up to the crossStranded in the land of the lostStandin up I`m sidewaysI`m blazin` up the pathRunnin` on the highways of rapChoked up by the smoke and the charcoalLava stamps then brands me like a bar codeI`m bashin` all the media strikesTo keep the media dykesAs reinforcements for the fightAnd that alone`ll keep John Gotti on the phoneI`m tangled in the zoneI got the bees on the trackWhere the fuck you at (Tical!)Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up)I`m pluggin` in them social skillsThat keep my total bills over a millionThe last time I checked itThank God I`m blessed with a mind that`ll wreck itWait until the second round and knock em` out[Method Man]They call me Big John StudMy middle name MudDirty water flowToo much for you thugAnd can`t stand the floodWhat up Doc, hold big gun like Elmer Fudd the sureshotMr. Meth I`m unplugged (Unplugged)Temperatures too hot for sunblock (Burn)Playin` with mindsThat get you state timeLocked behind 12 bars from a great mineKilla bees in the club with his ladybugBrought a sword to the dance floor to cut a rugLove is love all dayTill they throw slugsAnd take another life in cold bloodCan`t feel me till its your bloodMurder rates tremendousCrime is endlessSame shit different dayFather forgive usThey know not what they doAll praise is dueI`m big like EasyAnd Big Bamboo[Hook: Pharrell William (Method Man & Fred Durst) x2]Whats 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 huh (Shut the fuck up)Oh (Shut the fuck up)[Method Man]Headstrong, dead calm, get it right onDead weight to dead wrong, let`s get it onTwelve rounds I throw down, who hold crownProtect land with 4 pound, Limp BizkitGet around like merry-go, bust a scenarioComin` through your stereo, why risk itLifestyles of the prolific and gifted8 essential vitamins and minerals deliciousWord on the street is, they bit my thesisKnocked out they front teefers, tryin to taste mineActin like they heard it through the grapevineDope fiendin for the bassline 2 for 5 rhymePharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticlesWhere you find that monster she beautifulWu-Tang and Limp Bizkit roll on the setKick a hole in the speaker pull the plug and inject[Fred Durst]Mic checkSo what`s it all about (Bout)And where we gonna run (Run)Maybe we can meet up on the sunDiscretion is advisedFor the blood of virgin eyesWe limpin` on the track with the MethodSo get the sunblock (Sunblock)You gettin` one shot (Ha)Until you dissolve

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