Too bad I got your beans in my bag

Stuck-up sucka, corny mothafucka

Taken ova foes is the limp, pimp

Need the Bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis

I wanna drop a little east side skill

You best step back cuz I＇ma kill... I＇ma kill

So what you thinkin＇ mister raggady man?

Doin＇ all you can to look like Raggady Anne

Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it

You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video... you little faget

How... please give me some shit to work with

Cuz right now I＇m all wicked

Suck my dick kid

Like your daddy did

Who the fuck you think you＇re talkin＇ to?

I＇m known for eatin＇ little whiny chumps like you (whatever)

All up in my face with that, ＂ARE YOU READY＂

But halatosis is all you＇re rockin＇... steady

You lived a ferry, smellin＇ all the flowers

Snappy hairy chest, look it＇s Austin Powers

I hear you＇re chewin＇ on the bagpipes clyde

But you said it best, ＂There＇s No Place To Hide＂

What the fuck you sayin＇?

You＇re a pimp, whateva... limp dick

Fred just needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he＇s sayin＇

You can＇t use that shit everyday Fred

Say what, say what... you better watch your fuckin＇ 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 sure right... Vanilla Ice

You better run run while you can

Can never fuck me up Biz-limp-kit

At least I got a phat original band

Who＇s hot, who＇s not

You best step back, Korn on the cob

You need a new job

Tryin＇ to take the mic skillz

Back to the dentist to buy yourself a new grill

You pumpkin pie, I＇ll jack off in your eye

Climbin＇ shoots and ladders while your ego shatters

But you just can＇t get away

Because it＇s dooms day kid... it＇s dooms day

So I hate you, and you hate me

You know what, you know what?

It＇s all in the family

I hate you, and you hate me

You know what, you know what?

It＇s all in the family

You call yourself a singer?

You＇re more like Jerry Springer

Your favourite band is Winger

And all you eat is zingers

You＇re like a fruity pebble

Your favourite flag is rebel

It＇s just too bad that you＇re a faget on a lower level

So you＇re from Jacksonville

Kickin＇ it like Buffalo Bill

Gettin＇ butt fucked by your Uncle Chuck

While your sister＇s on her knees waiting for your little peanut

Hey... where＇d you get that little dance?

Like the idiots in Waco, you＇re burnin＇ up in lako

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

C＇mon help Billy

Can you horse to a fuckin＇ willy

You love it down south in the fall

You certainly got a party mouth

I hate you, and you hate me

You know what, you know what?

It＇s all in the family

I hate you, and you hate me

You know what, you know what?

It＇s all in the family

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 mothafucka

Say what?