It's On
Come on!

Save some for me, it's what I like.
I wanna play, you know it's time.
Something is calling, I can't keep from falling.

Come on!
It's on!

Now see it's my fault, angels stabbing me inside.
Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time.

Once I cave in, what can I fight?
I can never win, my self I don't like,
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like.
Something is calling, I can't keep from falling.

Come on! It's on!

You see it's my fault, angels stabbing me inside.
Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time.

This time. This... time.
For me, inside. Put me inside.
Hold me, this time. Put me inside.

Come on!
It's on!

Come on!
It's on!

Come on!
It's on!

Come on!
It's on!

IT'S ON!

Freak on a Leash
Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me.
Can't they chill and let me be free?
Can't I take away all this pain.
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see me fall from grace.

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Feeling like a freak on a leash,
feeling like I have no release.
How many times have I felt disease?
Nothing in my life is free, is free.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see me fall from grace.

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Gibberish

GO!

Gibberish

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Part of me... (x3)

Got the Life
Hate, something, sometime, someway, something kick off the front floor.
Why! Something, inside.
I'll never ever follow.
So give... me... some... thing... that... is...
for... real.
I'll never ever follow.
Get your boogie on... (x2)

Hate, something, someway, each day, feeling ripped off again.
Why? This shit inside.
Now everyone will follow.
So give... me... noth... ing... just... feel.
And now the shit will follow.

Got things made, the more I see the light, the one I still see.
God told me, already got the life, oh I say...
Got things made, the more I see the light, the one I still see.
God told me, already got the life, oh I say...

Each day I can feel it swallow, inside something they took from me.
I don't feel your deathly haste.
Each day i feel so hollow inside I was beating me,
you will never see, so come dance with me.

Dance with me (x6)
ME!

Got things made, the more I see the light, the one I still see.
God told me, I've already got the life, oh I say...
Got things made, the more I see the light, the one I still see.
God told me, I've already got the life...

Got the life. (x8)

Got... the... life.

Dead Bodies Everywhere
Come on, step inside, and you'll realize.
Tell me what you need, tell me what to be.
What chill vision you'll see, what do you expect of me?
I can't live that, lie...

Hate!
I sing my words, I've thought that feeling,
with your life's dead bodies everywhere.

You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.

Let me strip the plain, let me not give in.
Free me of your lies, inside my heart dies.
Good shit never achieve, don't lay that shit on me.
Let me live my... life.

Hate!
I sing my words, I've thought that feeling,
with your life's dead bodies everywhere.

You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.

You want me to be, something I can never ever be! (x2)
I sing my words, I thought that didn't,
with your life's dead bodies everywhere.

You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.

Dead bodies everywhere! (x8)

Children of the Korn
Ice Cube:
Attention all parents!
Report to your local therapist!
Report to your local church!
Report to your loacl police department!
It's goin' down!
Jonathan:
Gaze into my son's eyes.
Reveals a void.
I felt her in the day.

Ice Cube:
Insanity.

Jonathan:
It was all about the pussy, if you can get it.
A little girl like me never fucking liked it.

Ice Cube:
We ain't takin' no mo'! (x2)
Go!

Jonathan:
So sing me! Ahh-hi
And the children are born.
You ??? ??? me.
You're the children of the Korn.

Ice Cube:
Droppin' smoke in the alley, makin' noise with a double pump,
When your boys turn up at a party with you doubled up.
Double rally double ??? hardcore, teenage, fuckin' bitches major.
Catch me if you can, fuck the law with my dick in my hand,
We're come'n go.
Generation triple X, we're all about the weed smoke and the kinky sex.

Jonathan:
So sing me Ahh-hi
And the children are born.
You ??? turn me
We're the children of the Korn.

Oh, I take my life
Then I got it, so far.
It's open day like me.
Go figure, what's a fag?
Now open your
Baptised and born,
are the Children of the... Korn.

Ice Cube:
Children of the Korn!
I'm the first born!

Fuck authority! Hit your ass in the head with my 40.
You girls see more of me, after school, you better run to your car.
Class clown, I already know I'm a star.
Your Children of the Korn was born, from your porn and twisted ass ways,
now you look amazed.
I'm sitting in a daze, in a purple haze.
You better check my pulse, 'cause nuttin' seems to faze.

Beeatch!

Nuttin' seems to faze.
Your children of the Korn, children of the Korn.
Nuttin' seems to faze.
Your children of the Korn, children of the Korn.

Jonathan:
Look and see, I feel the parents hating me.

Ice Cube:
Hurt me. You hurt me.

Jonathan:
Why don't you step outside and feel me?

Ice Cube:
Feel me! Feel me! Feel me!

How you gonna tell me where to skate, who to date,
how to fuck, how to kiss, who to love, who to diss,
how to live. What it is, somethin' gotta give.
Parents or the kids, it won't be the kids.
What? It won't be the kids.
We're talking shit, 'cause life is a 'biz.
You know it is. Everybody tryin' to get rich. God damn!
All I wanna do is live. All I wanna do is live.

Jonathan:
All I wanna do is live! (x2)

Ice Cube:
All I wanna do is live. (x3)

Jonathan:
All... I... want... to... do...
All... I... want... to... do...
All... I... want... to... do... is live.

Ice Cube:
Insanity.
Stop fuckin' with me.
Insanity.

Ice Cube:
Stop... fuckin'... with... me.
BITCH!

B.B.K.
So you've seen I've gotten this far.
Please give me some place to hate.
I'm not trying to go there, so take me away.
Life sometimes pisses me off.
It's never a good trip for me.
Every time I reach for love, it's taken away.

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is day.
Give me some patience, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

There's nothing wrong wanting to be loved.
Is there something wrong with me?
Once in my life I'd like to be really set free.

Let me be me.

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is day.
Give me some reasons, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

Take me away.
Take it away.
Take me away.
Take it... away.

Gibberish

Gibberish

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is day.
Give me some patience, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is day.
Give me some reasons, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

Pretty
So... so love.
Wait, but I don't realize.
Some wide legs?
Broke, the pain between the eye.
I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Skin... so cold.
Could, could someone steal a life?
Save... the blame.
Wait, I got some... shit to say.

I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Smashed and raped!
Not again. This is a real crime.
What a pretty face.
Who do I feel sorry for?

RAPE! Something...
NOW! Rips my...
HEART! And takes...
MY! Soul I...
WAIT! Too late...
NOW! I feel...
RAPED! Inside...
DEATH! My soul away....

Away....

I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Smashed and raped!
Not again. This is a real crime.
What a pretty face.
Who do I feel sorry for...

All in the Family
Fred: What's up with this fucking 'Ball Tongue' shit?
Jon: All I needed was a Pepsi...

Fred: You better shut the fuck up, punk.

Jon: Whatever nigga...

Fred: Say what, say what? (x4)

Jon: My dick is bigger than yours...

Fred: Say what, say what? (x3)

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: I'll 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: Ah Yeah, baby!

Fred: I hear ya tweetin' 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 funk joke 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'll lick your little dick, motherfucka'.

Fred: Say what? Say... what?

Reclaim My Place
What the fuck?!

I'm so dumb, therefore I can't relate.
I'm so dumb, there is nothing to hate.
Really is it me, or is it fate?
Give me peace, or at least for fuck's sake.

Give him something to say.
Something super fly, never play.
All I hear is disgrace.
Erase them all and reclaim my place.

In the past I was known as a freak.
Had no friends, picked on 'cause I was meek.
Save my ass, I've got into this band,
Never thought the band would pick on the man.

Give him something to say.
Something super fly, never play.
All I hear is disgrace.
Erase them all and reclaim my place.

Reclaim my place... (x3)

Say it to my face.

So I look around at all these stupid little faces.
Something I can never slap, but I embrace.
You'll never ever see, you'll never ever be,
You want to fuck around? Then come on, fuck with me.

You think you can't relate?
You'll never ever find.
You think you feel my hate?
Then me and you will find...
You think your always right?
I will always be the same.
You want to fuck with me?
Come on, fucking play!

You can feel it come, each time!
Yes, you feel it come, right now!
You can feel it come, each time!
Yes, you feel it come, right now!
You can feel it come, each time!
Yes, you feel it come, bow down!

Bow down! (x3)

Give him something to say.
Something super fly, never play.
All I hear is disgrace.
Erase them all and reclaim my place.

What the fuck?! (x12)

Justin
Fuck all that bullshit!
You watch me play.
I look away.
Your lights turn bright.
You found my light.

Time, for descrace. You and I.
Time, for descrace. You and I.

You're gonna die!
What made me whine?
I wish I hadn't drank.
Inside your soul escapes.

Time, for descrace. You and I.
Time, for descrace. You and I.

Cry, into me.
In me... something... alright...
The kids that die listening to me.

You are alive!

Time, for descrace. You and I stay....
Time, for descrace. You and I.
Time, for descrace. You and I.

I...

Seed
Every day it gets a little harder, can't ??? get away.
I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay.
I feel so lost within -- pressured, I'm headed for that day.
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't see.
beatiful and and carefree, somehting I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured,
I'm so worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame.

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
beautiful and carefree, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

Gibberish

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

Gibberish

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

Like some god damn fucking freak! (x4)

Cameltosis
Tre:
Yeah.

I should known it from the start what I was in for. She came a tin full,
she copied, we exchanged some info.
Called her on the tele, conversations were sinful,
ain't playin' games, my game, retain the tempo.
And things, no shame, two sparks turned into flames,
nipples in the park, just dancin' in the rain.
Hook me with this fix, and look to drain my aim,
Some never retain what would ya suck it from your vein?

Tre: So baby I ask you...
Jonathan:(whispers) What'cha want from me? (x8)

Jonathan:
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre:
Rest us, rest us from the pain, if I ask.
A shame is a game keep playin' me wrong.
Promise not to ever sing a-damn-nother song,
Until I realize who the fuck I am.

A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.
A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.

Tre: So baby I ask you...
Jonathan: What'cha want from me? (x8)

Jonathan:
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre:
Ahh yeah.

She's the epitomy of sweet misery,
The sweeter the stroke the deeper the pain given.
There's an angel, angle sex-driven.
dangerous sex kitten, warm as a mitten.
Fittin' like a glove, with abstract relations,
testin' all my patience, push comes to shove.
Emotional masturbation, fuckin' with my love...
fuckin' with my life... fuckin' all'a the above.

Jonathan:
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, live twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, live twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I can not ever love another cunt.
You drink-ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

My Gift to You
There you were, my precious, not long ago.
Hide behind the shadows, of your broken soul.
Why is it always you want something you can never have?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be this way?

Your throat I depress - can't you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back - can't you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins - can't you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating - can't you feel the pain?
Like all you don't - can't you feel the pain?
I kiss your lifeless skin - can't you feel the pain?

There you were, my precious, with your broken soul.
On the card you lay dead, taking control.

Why is it always you fuck up something you've always had?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be so cold?

Your throat I depress - can't you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back - can't you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins - can't you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating - can't you feel the pain?
Like all you don't - can't you feel the pain?
I kiss your lifeless skin - can't you feel the pain?

Here I am, just a man.
Feeling pain, gives me life.
Reliving yours is my gland.
I don't envy you.
Just to see through your eyes.

I hate you - can't you feel the pain?