Song: All In The Family - Korn

Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
I say what, say what?
My dick is bigger than yours
Ooh, say what, say what?

I say what, say what?
I say what, say what?
My band is bigger than yours
Too bad I got your beans in my bag
You stuck-up sucka, Korny motherfucka
Takin' over flows 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 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill
So, whatcha thinkin, Mr. Raggedy man?

Doin' all you can to look like
Raggedy Ann Check you out, punk,
yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those
dancers from the Hanson video

You little fagot ho', please give me
some shit to wank with
'Cuz right now I'm all it, kid,
suck my dick kid like your daddy
did Who the fuck you think you're talking to?

I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you
All up in my face with that, are you ready?
But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers

Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers
I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes Clyde
But you said it best, there's no place
to hide What the fuck ya sayin'?

You're a pimp whatever, Limp dick
Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
needs to reverse what he's sayin
Wannabe funk doobiest when you're playin'

Rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin',
plus your bills I'm payin'
You can't eat that shit every day, Fred
Lay off the bacon

Say what, say what?
You better watch your fuckin' mouth,
Jon So, you hate me and I hate you
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family I hate you and you hate me

You know what?
Its all in the family 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,
can never fuck me up
Bisc Limpkit, at least I got a P.H.A.T.
original band Who's hot, who's not?

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 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
Because it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday So,
I hate you and you hate me
You know what, you know what?

It's all in the family I hate you and you hate me
You know what, you know what?
Its all in the family You call yourself a singer?
You're more like Jerry Springer
Your favorite band is winger

And all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble
Your favorite flag is rebel
It's just too bad that you're a fag
And on a lower level 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 Wait,
where'd ya get that little dance?

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 Come on hillbilly,
can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?

YOu love it down south and boy,
you sure do got a purdy mouth
I hate you and you hate me
You know what, you know what?

It's all in my family
And I hate you and you hate me
You know what, you know what?
Its all in my family
And I love you and I want you

And I'll suck you and I'll fuck you
And I'll butt-fuck you, can I eat you?
And I'll lick your little dick,
motherfucka' Say what, say what?