作词 : Durst, Korn Korn - All In The Family Say what, say what Say what, say what Say what, say what Say what, say what dick is bigger than Ooh! Say what, say what Say what, say what Say what, say what band is bigger than Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag, you stuck up, sucka, Korny motherfucka 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 faggot, ho Please give me some shit to wreck with 'Cause right now I'm all wicked Suck my dick kid, like your daddy did Fred: Who the fuck 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 fuck ya sayin'? You're a pimp whateva, limp dick 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 shit every day, Fred Lay off the bacon... Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' 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 fuck you up twice, Throwin' rhymes at me like, oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice Ya better run, run while ya can, you'll never fuck 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: Fuck you Fred: You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off 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 Fred: It's just too bad that you're a faggot on a lower level Jon: So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill? Gettin' butt-fucked 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 fuckin' wheelie? You love it down south in the fall, you sure do got a purdy mouth. Jon: 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 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 fuck you! Jon: and I'll butt-fuck you! Fred: and I'll eat you! Jon: and I'll lick your little dick, motherfucka Fred: Say what? Say... what?