All In The Family

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

(My ********** is bigger than yours)

Ooh! Say what, say what

Say what, say what

Say what, say what

(My band is bigger than yours)

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag,

you stuck up, sucka, Korny mother********a

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 ********, ho

Please give me some **********t to wreck with

'Cause right now I'm all wicked

Suck my ********** kid, like your daddy did

Fred: Who the ******** 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 ******** ya sayin'?

You're a pimp whateva, limp **********

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 **********t every day, Fred

Lay off the bacon...

Fred: Say what, say what?

You better watch your ********' 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 ******** you up twice,

Throwin' rhymes at me like, oh **********t alright, Vanilla Ice

Ya better run, run while ya can,

you'll never ******** 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: ******** you

Fred: You pumpkin pie, I'll ******** 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 ******** on a lower level

Jon: So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill?

Gettin' butt-****** 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 ********' 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 ******** you!

Jon: and I'll butt-******** you!

Fred: and I'll eat you!

Jon: and I'll lick your little **********, mother********a

Fred: Say what? Say... what?