Look up to the cross

Stranded in the land of the lost

Standin' up I'm sideways

I'm blazing up the path

Running on the highways of rap

Choked up, lot of smoke in the charcoal

Lot of stamps and brands we like a barcode

I'm dancin' on the media strikes

And kick the media dykes

It's reinforced me for the fight

And I don't know how long to keep

John Gottie on the phone

I'm tangled in the zone

I got the bees on the track

Where da fuck you at?

With da cows

Let me hear your bitches run your mouth now

Shut the fuck up

I'm plugin' in them social skills

That keep my total bills

That were a million

The last time i checked it

Thank God I'm blessed with

The mind that I'm wrecking

Wait until the second round and knock 'em out

They call me Big John Stud

My middle name mud

Dirty water flow too much for you thug

Can't stand the flood

What up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd

The sure shot

Mr. Meth I'm unplugged (learn)

Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn)

Playin' with minds that get your state time

Locked behind twelve bars from a great mind

Killer bees in the club with this ladybug

Brought a sword to the dance club to cut a rug

Love is love all day 'til they don't slug

And take another life in cold blood

Can't feel me? 'Til it's your blood

Murder is tremendous, crime is endless

Same shit, different day balled up and deadless

They know not what they do

All praise is due

I'm big like easy, you big bamboon.

(CHORUS)(2x)

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? Shut the fuck up

Wha? Shut the fuck up

Head strong, dead cong, get white dog

Dead weight and dead wrong

Let's get it on

Twelve rounds a throw down

Who hold crown?

Protect land with bull power

Limp Bizkit

Get around like merry-go

Bust a scenario

Comin' through your stereo

Why risk it?

Life styles of the prolific and gifted

Eight essantial vitamins and minerals delish

Word on the street is they bit my thesis

Knocked out they front teethis

Trying to taste fine

Actin' like they heard through the grapevine

Don't beat 'em for the baseline

Duke of eyebrow

Pharmaceuticals

Hard as hells said the cutical

Where did you find that ma?

So she killed the fool

Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit rollin' a set

Kick a hole in the speaker

Pull the plug and inject

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 immerginized

We're limpin' on the track with the Method

So get the sun block

Your gettin' one shot

Until you dessolve I revolve

Around everything you got

From out of nowhere, prepare

You'll be blinded by the glare

I told you not to stare

Now your turned into stone

Without a microphone

But don't you forget your in the zone.

So shut the fuck up

And take that shit back cause all your shits whack

Do do with do do

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 now even knew the sky was falling down

Wu-Tang Clan for the crown

(CHORUS)(2x)

It was over your head

All day, every day

S-I-N-Y 10304

Wu-Tang Killer Bees and the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T

Y 'all know the time

Y'all know the rhyme

It ain't easy being greazy

In a world full of cleanliness and you know

All that other maddness

We gone, peace

Limp Bizkit

Method Man

Rock the house y'all

Bring it on