Korn - All In The Family Lyrics
Featuring fred durst from limp bizkitFred: say what, say what? (x4)Jon: my dick is bigger than yours...Fred: say what, say what? (x3)Jon: my band is bigger than yours...Fred: too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka, korny mother*****a.Takin over flows is the limp pimp, need a bizkit to save this crew from jonDavis. Im gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back cuz Im aKill, Im a kill. so watcha thinking mr. raggedy man? doin all you can toLook like raggedy ann.Jon: Ill check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. you look like one ofThose dancers from the hanson video, you little faggot ho. please give me someShit to work with, cuz right now Im all it kid, suck my dick kid, like yourDaddy did.Fred: who the ***** you think youre talking to? ?Jon: me.Fred: Im known for eatin little whiny chumps like you.Jon: whatever.Fred: all up in my face with that...Jon: are you ready? !?Fred: but halitosis, is all youre rockin steady. you little fairy, smellingAll your flowers. nappy hairy chest, look its austin powers!Jon: yeah, baby!Fred: I hear ya tweetin on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, theresNo place to hide.Jon: what the ***** ya sayin? youre a pimp whateva, limp dick. fred durstNeeds to rehearse, needs to reverse what hes saying. wannabe funk doobiest isWhat youre playin, rippin up a bad counterfeit, fakin! plus your bills imPaying, you cant eat that shit every day, fred. lay off the bacon.Fred: say what, say what? you better watch your *****in mouth, jon.Chorus:Jon: so you hate me?Fred: and I hate you!Jon: you know what, you know what?Both: its all in the family.Jon: I hate you!Fred: and you hate me!Jon: you know what, you know what?Both: its all in the family.Jon: look at you fool, Im gonna ***** you up twice, throwin rhymes at me like,Oh shit allright, vanilla ice. ya better run, run while ya can, youll never***** me up, bisc limpkit. at least I got a phat, original band.Fred: whos hot, whos not?Jon: you.Fred: you best step back, korn on the cob, you need a new job. time to takeThem mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.Jon: ***** you.Fred: you pumpkin pie, Ill jack-off in your eye. climbing shoots and ladders,While your ego shatters. but you just cant get away.Jon: get a gay?Fred: because its doomsday kid, its doomsday.ChorusFred: you call yourself a singer?Jon: yep.Fred: youre more like jerry springer.Jon: oh cool!Fred: your favorite band is winger,Jon: winger?Fred: and all you eat is zingers. youre like a fruity pebble, your favoriteFlag is rebel.Jon: yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!Fred: its just too bad that youre a fag, and on a lower level.Jon: so youre from jacksonville, kickin it like buffalo bill. gettinButt-*****ed by your uncle chuck, while your sisters on her knees waitin forYour little peanut.Fred: wait, whered ya get that little dance?Jon: over here.Fred: like them idiots in waco, youre burning up in bako where your father hadYour mother, your mother had your brother, its just too bad your fathers mad,Your mothers now your lover.Jon: come on hillbilly, can your horse do a *****in wheelie? you love it downSouth, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth.ChorusJon: and I love you!Fred: and I want you!Jon: and Ill suck you!Fred: and Ill ***** you!Jon: and Ill butt-***** you!Fred: and Ill eat you!Jon: and Ill lick your little dick, mother*****a.Fred: say what? say... what?
