Limp Bizkit & Korn
FD=Fred Durst JD=Jonathan Davis
say what, say what,
my dick is bigger than yours,
say what, say what,
my amp is bigger than yours
FD: too bad I got your beans in my bag,
you Stuck-up sucker, KoRny motherfucker,
taking over flows is the limp-pimp,
need the bizkit to save this group 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 watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man,
doing all you can to look like Raggedy Ann
JD: I'll check you out punk,
yes I know you feel it,
you look like one of those dancers
from the Hanson video,
you little faggot hoe,
please give me some shit to work with
cuz right now I'm all lick kid,
suck my dick kid like your daddy did
FD: who the fuck you think you're talking to,
I'm known for eating little whiny chumps like you,
all up in my face with that
JD:are you ready
FD: but halitosis is all you're rocking steady,
you little fairy, smelling all your flowers,
nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers,
I hear ya tootin on them fag-pipes lad,
but you said it best, There's No Place to Hide
JD: what the fuck you saying,
you're a pimp whatever, limp dick,
Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
needs to reverse what he's saying,
wannabee funkdoobiest when you're playing
rippin off my band counterfeit fakin,
plus your bills I'm paying,
you can't eat that shit every day Fred,
lay off the bacon
FD:say what, say what,
you better watch your fucking mouth Jon
CHORUS: 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
JD: look at you fool,
I'm gonna buck you up twice,
throwin rhymes at me like, oh shit, Vanilla Ice,
ya better run run while ya can,
can never fuck me up Biz Limpkit,
at least I got a phat original band
FD: who's hot, who's not?
you best step back,
KoRn on the cob,
you need a new job,
time to take the mic skills,
back to the dentist
and buy yourself a new grill,
you're 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
CHORUS: 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 allin the family
FD: you call yourself a singer,
you're more like Jerry Springer,
your favorite band is winger,
and all you eat is Zingers,
you like a fruity pebble,
your favorite flag is Rebel,
it's just too bad that
you're a faget on a lower level
JD: so you're from Jacksonville
kicking it like Buffalo Bill,
gettin butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
while your sister's on her knees
waiting for your little fucking nut
FD: where'd ya get that little dance,
like the idiots in Waco
you're burning up in Baco,
where your father had your mother,
your mother had your brother,
it's just to bad your father's mad
your mother's now your lover
JD: 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: I hate you,
and you hate me,
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,
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...mother fucker,
say what? say what?
(hinzugefügt von Timo Orczeck)