Limp Bizkit – N 2 Gether Now

Limp Bizkit released their single “N 2 Gether Now” on November 9, 1999.  The track features Method Man and is produced by DJ Premier.  The single also appears on Limp Bizkit’s second studio album “Significant Other” and on the “How High” original soundtrack.

People have always tried to mesh Hip Hop with Rock and sometimes it’s a game changer and sometimes it just doesn’t blend at all.  When I first heard this track, I was driving to work and heard Big Boy on Power 106 debut this track.  He also told his listeners that if they pick up the album, they should not expect it to be a hip hop album.  Since I already knew who Limp Bizkit was, I picked up the album and enjoyed it from front to back.  Being a Hip Hop head,  “N 2 Gether Now” was the real reason I purchased this LP.

The track is produced by DJ Premier and at first he was hesitant to produce the track. Method Man on the other hand wanted to do the track because of his curiosity with Rock music.  The harp sample comes from Annie Challan’sSonate No. 2 en Do Mineur : Allegro Maestoso” and is one of DJ Premier’s dopest produced beats.   Method Man does his thing as always and Fred Durst does his best to catch up but doesn’t do a bad job.

The video has Meth and Fred playing video games only to start some cartoonish martial arts fighting.  The video is entertaining and has cameos by DJ Premier, Redman, and Pauly Shore.  The album has some dope tracks but nothing that can cross over into the Hip Hop world.  Xzibit, Snoop, Redman and DMX have also collaborated with Limp Bizkit.

DJ….Premier…

[Verse 1: Fred Durst]

Uh uh uh
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 be like a bar code
I’m bashin all the media strikes
To keep the media dykes
As reinforcements 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
(Meth: 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

[Verse 2: Method Man]
They call me Big John Studd
My middle name Mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thug
And can’t stand the flood
What up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sureshot
Mr. Meth I’m unplugged (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
Till they throw slugs
And take another life in cold blood
Can’t feel me til its 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 Easy
And Big Bambu[Hook: Method Man]
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
(Just shut the fuck up shut the fuck up)

[Verse 3: Method Man (Method Man & Fred)]
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 4 pound, Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario
Comin through your stereo, why risk it?
Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
8 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 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

[Verse 4: Fred Durst]
Mic check
So whats 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 (haa)
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
Cuz all your shits wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
When its weighed out like that
Burnin up your brain like a piston
So all those that didn’t listen
Now they even knew what they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was fallin’ down
Wu-Tang Clan for the crown

[Hook: Method Man]
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
(Just shut the fuck up shut the fuck up)

[Outro: Method Man]
It was over your head
All day and 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

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