KoЯn All In The Family Lyrics

Say what, say what
Say what, say what
Say what, say what
Say what, say what
(My d___ is bigger than yours)

Ooh! Say what, say what
Say what, say what
Say what, say what
Say what, say what
(My band is bigger than yours)

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag, you stuck up, sucka, Korny m_________a
Takin' over foes is the Limp, pimp, need a Bizkit to save
this crew from Jon Davis
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill
So watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man?
Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann

Jon: Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video, you little f__got, ho
Please give me some s___ to wreck with
'Cause right now I'm all wicked
Suck my d___ kid, like your daddy did

Fred: Who the f___ you think you're talking to??
Jon: Me
Fred: I'm 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 you're rockin' steady
You little fairy, smelling all your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
Jon: Oh yeah, baby!
Fred: I hear ya tootin' on them bagpipes clad, but you said it best,
there's No Place To Hide

Jon: What the f___ ya sayin'? You're a pimp whateva, limp d___
Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
needs to reverse what he's saying
Wanna be funkdoobiest when you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'!
Plus your bills I'm paying,
you can't eat that s___ every day, Fred
Lay off the bacon...

Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your f___in' mouth, Jon.

Jon: So you hate me?
Fred: and I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family

Jon: Look at you fool, I'm gonna f___ you up twice,
Throwin' rhymes at me like, oh s___ alright, Vanilla Ice
Ya better run, run while ya can,
you'll never f___ me up, Bisc Limpkit
At least I got a phat, original band

Fred: Who's hot, who's not?
Jon: You
Fred: You best step back, Korn on the cob, you need a new job
Time to take them mic skills
back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill
Jon: f___ you
Fred: You pumpkin pie, I'll j_______ in your eye
Climbing shoots and ladders,
while your ego shatters
But you just can't get away
Jon: Get a gay?
Fred: 'Cause it's doomsday, kid, it's doomsday

Jon: So I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family

Fred: You call yourself a singer?
Jon: Yep
Fred: You moan like Jerry Springer
Jon: Oh cool!
Fred: Your favorite band is winger,
Jon: Winger?
Fred: and all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble,
your favorite flag is rebel
Jon: Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!
Fred: It's just too bad that you're a f__got on a lower level

Jon: So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill?
Gettin' b___-f___ed by your uncle Chuck,
while your sister's on her knees waitin' for your little peanut

Fred: Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
Jon: Over here
Fred: Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother, it's just too bad your father's mad, your mother's now your lover

Jon: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a f___in' wheelie?
You love it down south in the fall,
you sure do got a purdy mouth.

Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
Jon: and I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
Jon: and I love you!
Fred: and I want you!
Jon: and I'll suck you!
Fred: and I'll f___ you!
Jon: and I'll b___-f___ you!
Fred: and I'll eat you!
Jon: and I'll lick your little d___, m_________a
Fred: Say what? Say... what?