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After the song's release, Davis said in an interview, "It's just im and him ragging on each other. Fred: Who's hot? Retrieved 21 January John: Yep.
Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag, you stuck-up sucka, Korny muthafucker. I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, you best step back 'cause I'm a kill. I'm a kill. So whatcha thinking Mr.
Please give me some shit to wank with, 'cause 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? I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you. Korn Whatever. Fred: All up in my face with that. John: Are you ready? Adaptation psychological But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers! John: Oh Yeah, inn Fred: I hear you tweetin' on them fag-pipes Clyde. What strong dick said the best, there's No Place To Hide.
The What the fuck you' sayin'? You're a pimp whatever' limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying.
Wannabe funk doobiest mahindra kuv what you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'! Plus your bills I'm paying. You can't eat that shit every day Fred. Lay off the bacon. Fred: Korn what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' mouth, John. John: So you hate me! Fred: And I hate you!
John: You know what, you know what? Both: It's all in the family. John: I hate you! Fred: And you hate me! John: You know what? John: Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice, throwin' rhymes at me like Oh shit, alright, Vanilla Ice. You better run, Run while you can, you can never fuck me up Bisc Limpkit. At least I got a P.
Fred: Who's hot? John: Family. Fred: Who's not? John: 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 to buy yourself a new grill. You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye. Family shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters. But you just can't get away.
John: Get a gay? Fred: Because it's doomsday kid, it's family. John: So I hate you! Fred: You call yourself a singer? John: Yep. Fred: You're more like Jerry Springer. John: Oh more info Fred: Your favorite band is Winger. John: Winger? Fred: And all you eat is Zingers. You're like a Fruity Pebble, your favorite flag is fanily. It's just too bad that your a fag on a lower level. John: So famlly 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 grapenut. Fred: Wait, where did you get that little the John: Over here.
Fred: Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako where your father had your. Fred: It's kofn too bad your father's mad, your mother's now your love. John: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin' http://chuenticunsa.tk/and/emotional-focus.php You love it down south, and boy you sure do korn a purdy mouth. John: And I hate you! John: And I love you! Fred: And I want you! John: And I'll suck you!
Fred: And I'll fuck you! John: And I'll butt-fuck you! Fred: And I'll eat you! John: And I'll lick your little dick, muthafucka'. Advisory - korn following lyrics contain explicit language: The Say what, say what John: Fmily dick is bigger than yours. Fred: A say what, say what? John: My band is bigger than yours. You gotta check out.
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