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Fred: What's up with this fucking 'Ball Tongue'
shits
Jon: All I needed was a Pepsi...
Fred: You better shut the fuck up, punk.
Jon: Whatever nigga...
Fred: Say what, say what?
Jon: My dick is bigger than yours...
Fred: Say what, say what?
Jon: My band is bigger than yours...
Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag,
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 watcha thinking 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 work 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.
Fred: I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps
like you.
Jon: Whatever.
Fred: All up in my face with that...
Jon: Are you ready?!?
Fred: But halitosis, is all you're rockin'
steady. You little fairy, smelling all your
flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin
Powers!
Jon: Yeah, baby!
Fred: I hear ya tootin' on them fag-pipes clod,
but you said it best, there's No Place To Hide.
Jon: What the fuck ya' sayin'? You're a pimp
whateva', limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe
Funkdoobiest is 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: 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, 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,
Vanilla Ice. Ya better run, run while ya can,
you'll never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit. At least I
got a phat, original band.
Fred: Who's hot, who's not?
Jon: 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, and buy yourself a new grill.
Jon: Fuck you.
Fred: 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?
Fred: 'Cuz it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday.
CHORUS
Fred: You call yourself a singer?
Jon: Yep.
Fred: You're more like Jerry Springer.
Jon: Oh cool!
Fred: Your favorite band is winger,
Jon: Winger?
Fred: and all you eat is Zingers. You're like a
Fruity Pebble, your favorite flag is rebel.
Jon: Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!
Fred: 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 fuckin' nut.
Fred: Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
Jon: Over here.
Fred: Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up
in Bako where your father had your mother, your
mother had your brother, 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: 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 lick your little dick motherfucker.
Fred: Say what? Say... what?
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