All In The Family Lyrics by Limp Bizkit

All In The Family

Fred: Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Say what, say what?

My dick is bigger than yours...My band is bigger than yours.

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag [Aha].
You stuck up sucker, KoRny mother fucker [oooo].
Taking over flows, it's the limp, pimp,
Need a [dick] bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis.
I'm gonna drop a little East Side skill [ooo],
So you 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 Anne.

Jonathan: Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it,
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video [say what, say what],
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.

Fred: Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
I'm known for eating whiney little chumps like you [whatever].
All up in my face with that "Are you ready?!"
The halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy,
smelling on your flowers,
nappy hairy chest,
look it's Austin Powers! [Ah yeah, baby].
I hear you tokin' on them fag pipes clod,
but you said it best,
"There's no place to hide."

Jonathan: What the fuck you saying?
You're a pimp whatever.
Limp dick, Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
Needs to reverse, what he's sayin'. [Say what, say what].
Wannabe Funkdoobie's what you're playin',
Rippin' at my bag, counterfeit, fakin'.
Plus your bills I'm payin'.
You can't eat that shit every day Fred,
Lay off the bacon.

Fred: Say what, say what, you better your fuckin' mouth Jon.

Jon: So you hate me!
Fred: And I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: You hate me!
Jon: You know what, it's all in the family.

Jon: Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice,
Throwing rhymes at me like, oh shit alright! Vanilla Ice!
You better run, run while you can,
Can never fuck me up, Bitz Climpkit.
At least I got a phat original band.

Fred: Who's hot? Who's not? [You].
You best step back, KoRn on the cob [okay],
You need a new job [ha].
Tryin' to take 'em mic skills back to the dentist
And buy yourself a new drill [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.

Jon: So I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Fred: 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 [zingers?].
You're like a fruity pebble,
Your favorite flag is rebel [yee haa!].
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level.

Jonathan: So you're from Jacksonville, kicking it like Buffalo Bill.
Getting butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck,
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your Fuckin' nut [oh yeah].

Fred: Wait, where'd you get that little dance? [Over here].
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako [huh].
Where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother [nah uh].
It's just too bad your father's mad and your mother's now your lover.

Jonathan: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south and, boy, you sure do got a purty mouth.

Jonathan: I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
And I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Jonathan: And I love you!
Fred: And I want you!
Jonathan: And I'll suck you!
Fred: And I'll fuck you!
Jonathan: And I'll buck fuck you!
Fred: And I'll eat you!
Jonathan: And I'll lick your little tainty prick, mother fucker.
Fred: Say what? Say...what?