All in the Family Lyrics
[Intro: Fred Durst & Jonathan Davis]
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
[Verse 1: Fred Durst]
Too bad, I got your
beans in my bag
You stuck-up sucker, Korny motherfucker
Taking 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 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill
So, what you thinking, Mr. raggedy man?
Doing all you can to look like Raggedy
Ann
[Verse 2: Jonathan Davis]
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
'Cause right now I'm all it, kid
Suck my dick, kid, like your daddy
did
[Verse 3: Fred Durst & Jonathan Davis]
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 tweetin' on them
fag-pipes, clod
But you said it best, there's no place to hide
[Verse 4: Jonathan Davis & Fred Durst]
What
the fuck ya saying? You're a pimp, whatever, Limp dick
Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying
Wanna be Funkdoobiest when you're playing
Ripping up a bad counterfeit, faking
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
[Chorus: Jonathan Davis & Fred Durst]
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
[Verse 5: Jonathan Davis]
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
[Verse 6: Fred Durst & Jonathan Davis]
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 (Get a-gay)
Because it's doomsday, kid, it's doomsday
[Chorus: Jonathan Davis & Fred
Durst]
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)
[Verse 7: Fred Durst & Jonathan Davis]
You call yourself a singer? (Yep)
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 (Yeehaw)
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level
[Verse 8: Jonathan Davis & Fred Durst]
So you're from Jacksonville, kicking it
like Buffalo Bill
Getting butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
While your sister's on her knees (Oh yeah?)
Waiting for your little peanut
[Verse 9: Fred Durst & Jonathan
Davis]
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
[Verse 10: Jonathan Davis]
Come on, hillbilly
Can your horse do a fucking wheelie?
You love it down south and, boy
You sure do got a purdy mouth
[Chorus: Jonathan Davis & Fred
Durst]
I hate you
And you hate me
You know what, you know what? (Yeah)
It's all in the family (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)
[Outro: Jonathan Davis & Fred Durst]
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?
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