All in The Family |
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All in The Family Lyrics |
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 Fred: Say what, say what? (x4) Jon: My dick is bigger than yours... Fred: Ooooooooh Say what, say what? (x3) Jon: My band is bigger than yours... Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag You stuck-up sucka, korny motherfucka 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 Ya best step back `cuz I`m `a kill, I`m `a kill So, whatcha thinkin' 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 faggot ho Please give me some shit to wank with `cuz right now I`m all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your daddy did Fred: Who the fuck you think you`re talking to? (Jon: Me) I`m known for eatin` little whiny chumps like you (Jon: Whatever) All up in my face with that... (Jon: Are you ready?!) But halitosis is all you`re rockin` steady You little fairy, smelling on your flowers Nappy hairy chest, look it`s Austin Powers! (Jon: Ah, yeah baby!) I hear ya tweetin` on them fag-pipes Clyde But you said it best, there`s 'No Place To Hide' Jon: What the fuck ya sayin`? You`re a pimp whatever, limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he`s sayin' Wannabe funk doobiest is what you`re playin` Rippin` up a bad counterfeit, fakin`! Plus your bills I`m payin! Spoken: you can`t eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon. Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin` mouth, Jon. [Chorus:] 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? Both: It's all in the family Jon: Look at you fool, I`m gonna fuck you up twice Throwin` rhymes at me like, oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice Ya better run, run while ya can Can never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit At least I got a P.H.A.T. original band Fred: Who`s hot, who`s not? (Jon: You) 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: 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 (Jon: Get a gay?) Because it`s doomsday kid, it`s doomsday. [Chorus:] 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) You`re more like Jerry Springer. (Jon: Oh cool!) Your favorite band is winger (Jon: Winger?) And all you eat is Zingers You`re like a Fruity Pebble Your favorite flag is rebel (Jon: Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!) It`s just too bad that you`re a fag and on a lower level. Jon: 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. Fred: Wait, where`d ya get that little dance? (Jon: Over here) Like them idiots in Waco, you`re burning up in Bako where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother,(Jon: naahaa Fred: it`s just too bad your father`s mad your mother`s now your lover. Jon: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin` wheelie? You love it down south and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth [Chorus] 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 my family Jon: and I love you! Fred: and I want you! Jon: and I`ll suck you! Fred: and I`ll fuck you! Jon: and I`ll butt-fuck you! Fred: and I`ll eat you! Jon: and I`ll lick your little dick, motherfucka`. Fred: Say what? Say... what? |
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