Karaoké All in the Family Korn & Fred Durst

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

My dick is bigger than yours

Ooh say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

My band is bigger than yours

Too bad

I got your beans in my bag

You stuck-up sucker

Korny motherfucker

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

You best step back 'cos Imma kill, Imma kill

So what you thinkin'

Mister 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 faggot ho

Please give me some shit to work with 'cos right now I'm all it kid

Suck my dick kid like your daddy did

Who the fuck you think you're talkin' to

I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you

All up in my face with that

But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady

You little fairy

Smellin' on your flowers

Nappy hairy chest

Look it's Austin Powers

I hear you tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod but you said it best

There's no place to hide

What the fuck you're sayin'

You're a pimp whatever

Limp dick

Fred Durst needs to rehearse

Needs to reverse what he's sayin'

Wannabe Funkdoobiest when you're playin'

Rippin' up a bad counterfeit

Fakin'

Plus your bills I'm payin'

You can't eat that shit everyday Fred

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

It's all in the family

Look at you fool

I'm gonna fuck you up twice

Throwin' rhymes at me like

Ho ho shit alright Vanilla Ice

You better run

Run while you can

Can never fuck me up

Bizk Limpkit

At least I got a phat 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

Climbin' 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

It's 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 burnin' 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 the family

And I hate you

And you hate me

You know what, you know what

It's all in the family

And I love you

And I love 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