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?
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, corny mothafucka
Taken ova flows is the Limp pimp
Need the Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis
I wanna drop a little east side skill
You best step back cuz I'm 'a kill... I'm 'a kill
So what you thinkin' mister raggady man?
Doin' all you can to look like Raggady 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 talkin' 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, smellin' all your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
Jon: Yeah baby!
Fred: I hear you're tweetin' on the fagpipes clod
But you said it best, "There's No Place To Hide"
Jon: What the fuck you sayin'?
You're a pimp, whateva... limp dick
Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's sayin'
Wannabe funk joke is what you're payin',
Rippin' up a bad counterfit, fakin'!
Plus your bills I'm payin'
You can't use that shit everyday Fred
Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' mouth Jon
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: Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up, twice
Throwin' rhymes at me like... oh shit ... Vanilla Ice
You better run, run while you 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 skillz
Back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill
Jon: Fuck You
Fred: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
Jon: Get a gay?
Fred: Because it's dooms day kid, it's dooms day
Jon: So I hate you
Fred: And you hate me
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
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: Yeeeeehaaaa!!!
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 waiting for your fuckin' nut
Fred: Wait, where'd you get that little dance?
Jon: Over here
Fred: Like them idiots in Waco, you're burnin' 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:C'mon hillbilly,
Can you horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south, and boy,
You surely got a purdy mouth
Jon:I hate you
Fred: And you hate me
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
Jon: You hate me
Fred: And I hate you
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family
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 mothafucka
Fred: Say what? Say what?
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