All In the Family (feat. Fred Durst)

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)

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, Mister raggedy man?

Doing 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

'Cause right now I'm all it, kid

Suck my dick, kid, like your daddy did

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

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

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

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 PHAT original band

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

So, I hate you!

And you hate me

You know what, you know what?

It's all in the family (teah, 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)

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

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

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

Come on, hillbilly

Can your horse do a fucking 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? (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)

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?