Korn - All in the Family Lyrics

Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My dick is bigger than yours)
Ooh, I 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 (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny motherfucker (hoo)
Taking over flows is the Limp pimp (dick)
Need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill (ooh)
Ya best step back 'cause I'mma kill, I'ma kill
So, what you thinking, Mr. Raggedy man?
Doing 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 (say what, say what?)
You little faggot ho', please give me some shit to work with
'Cause right now I'm all it, kid, suck my dick, kid
Like your daddy did

Who the fuck you think you're talking to? (Me)
I'm known for eating little whiny chumps like you (whatever)
All up in my face with that "Are you ready?"
But halitosis is all you're rocking steady
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers (aw, yeah, baby)
I hear ya tweeting on them fag-pipes, clod
But you said it best, there's No Place to Hide

What the fuck ya saying?
You're a pimp whatever, Limp dick
Fred Durst needs to rehearse
Needs to reverse what he's saying (say what, say what?)
Wanna be Funkdoobiest when you're playing
Ripping up a bad counterfeit, faking (ooh, ooh)
Plus your bills, I'm paying
You can't eat that shit every day, Fred
Lay off the bacon (say what, say what?)
You better watch your fucking mouth, Jon

So, you hate me
And I hate you
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family (yeah)
I hate you
And you hate me
You know what?
It's all in the family

Look at you, fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice
Throwing rhymes at me like, oh shit, alright, Vanilla Ice
Ya better run, run while ya can (say what?)
Can never fuck me up Bisc Limpkit (say what?)
At least I got a P.H.A.T. Original band

Who's hot, who's not? (You)
You best step back, Korn on the cob (okay)
You need a new job (ha)
Time to take them mic skills
Back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill (fuck you)
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 (kinda gay)
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 (yeah, yeah, you got it)
I hate you
And you hate me
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family (yeah, yeah)

You call yourself a singer? (Yup)
You're more like Jerry Springer (oh, cool)
Your favorite band is Winger (Winger?)
And all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble
Your favorite flag is rebel (eeh-haw)
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level

So you're from Jacksonville
Kicking it like Buffalo Bill
Getting butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your little peanut (oh, yeah?)

Wait, where'd you get that little dance? (Over here)
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
Where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother (nuh-uh)
It's just too bad your father's mad, your mother's now your lover

Come on hillbilly,
Can your horse do a fucking wheelie?
You love it down south and boy
You sure do got a purdy mouth (oh, yeah?)

I hate you
And you hate me
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family (yeah, you got it, you got it)
And I hate you (yeah)
And you hate me
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family (you got it, you got it)

And I love you
And I want you
And I'll suck you
And I'll fuck you
And I'll butt-fuck you
And I'll eat you
And I'll lick your little dick, motherfucker (say what, say what?)
(What? Say What?)