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All in the Family is the eighth song off KoRn's third studio album "Follow the Leader", which was released in 1998. This was their first album not produced by Ross Robinson. It's also their most successful to date, having sold 14 million copies worldwide.

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Album CREDITS

Jonathan Davis -- Vocals, Bagpipes
Brian "Head" Welch -- Guitar
James "Munky" Shaffer -- Guitar
Reginald "Fieldy" Arvizu -- Bass
David Silveria -- Drums

Steve Thompson -- Producer
Fred Durst -- Vocals on "All in the Family"
Tré Hardson -- Vocals on "Cameltosis"
Ice Cube -- Vocals on "Children of the Korn"
Cheech Marin -- Vocals on "Earache My Eye"
Thomas Kornacker -- Performer
Todd McFarlane -- Artwork
Greg Capullo -- Artwork
Joseph Cultice -- Photography
Tommy D. -- Programming
John Ewing, Jr. -- Engineer, Assistant Engineer
Stephen Marcussen -- Mastering
Brendan O'Brien -- Mixing
Don C. Tyler -- Digital Editing
Justin Z. Walden -- Drums, Programming
Toby Wright -- Producer, Engineer

All in the Family LYRICS

Say what, say what? x4

My dick is bigger than yours...

Oooh, say what, say what? x3

My band is bigger than yours...

Too bad, I got your beans in my bag.
You stuck-up sucka, Korny motherfucker.
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 whatcha thinkin' Mr. Raggedy man?
Doin' all you can, to look like Raggedy Ann.

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 wank with,
'Cause right now I'm all it kid,
Suck my dick kid, like your daddy did.

Who the fuck you think you're talking to?
(Me...)
I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you.
(Whatever...)
All up in my face with that...
(Are you ready!?)
But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers.
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
(Ah, yeah baby!)
I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes Clyde.
But you said it best, there's "No Place to Hide".

What the fuck ya saying?
You're a pimp whatever, limp dick.
Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's sayin'...
Wannabe funk doobiest is what you're playin'.
Rippin' up a bad Counterfeit, fakin'!
Plus your bills I'm payin!
You can't eat that shit every day, Fred.
Lay off the bacon...

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.

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.
Throwin' rhymes at me like,
Oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice.
Ya better run, run while ya can.
Can never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit.
At least I got a phat, original band.

Who's hot, who's not?
(You...)
You best step back, Korn on the cob, you need a new job.
(Ha!)
Time to take them mic skills,
Back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.
(Fuck you!)
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,
(Get a gay?)
Because it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday.

So, you hate me!
And I hate you!
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family.

I hate you!
And you hate me!
You know what?
It's all in the family.

You call yourself a singer?
(Yep...)
You're more like Jerry Springer.
(Oh cool!)
Your favorite band is winger.
(Winger?)
And all you eat is zingers.
You're like a Fruity Pebble.
Your favourite flag is rebel.
(Yeehaa!)
It's just too bad that you're a fag, and 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 waitin' for your little peanut.

Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
(Over here...)
Like them idiots in Waco,
You're burning up in Bako.
Where your father had your mother,
Your mother had your brother,
(Naahaa...)
It's just too bad your father's mad,
Your mother's now your lover.

Come on hillbilly,
Can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south and boy,
You sure do got a purdy mouth...

So, you hate me!
And I hate you!
You know what, you know what?
It's all in the family.

I hate you!
And you hate me!
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, motherfucker.

Say what? Say... what?

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