Ice cube:
Attention all parents!
Report to your local therapist!
Report to your local church!
Report to your local police department!
It’s goin’ down!
Jonathan:
Gazing into my son’s eyes, reveals the pain.
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! stop fuckin’ with me!
Alright. stop fuckin’ with me!
And the children are born. stop fuckin’ with me!
You picked on me! stop fuckin’ with me!
Alright. stop fuckin’ with me!
You’re the children of the korn. stop fuckin’ with me!
Ice cube:
Drunk as fuck in the alley, makin’ noise with a double pump.
Bring your boys to the party, we can double up.
Double rowdy double bout it hardcore teenager, fuckin’ bitches major.
Catch me if you can, fuck the law with my dick in my hand,
We’re comin’ strong.
Generation triple x, we’re all about the weed smoke and the kinky sex.
Nigger what?
Jonathan:
So sing me! insanity!
Alright. insanity!
And the children are born. insanity!
You picked on me! stop fuckin’ with me!
Alright. stop fuckin’ with me!
We’re the children of the korn. stop fuckin’ with me!
Called a fag all my life.
Then I got it, so far.
It’s open day like me.
Ice cube:
Insanity.
Jonathan:
Go figure, what’s a fag?
Now a player, baptized and born,
And 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.
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