Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah (Fight back)
Alright
Alright
Ain't no children of the korn, we children the most high (stomp)
Jesus is our general the most fly (stomp)
We
W-o-r-d we're coming up
K-k-k-k-keep it keep it coming up
So do your dance do your dance do your dance quick, mama
Come on, baby tell me what's
W-o-r-d we're coming up
K-k-k-k-keep it keep it coming up
So do your dance do your dance do your dance quick, mama
Come on, baby tell me what's
schieben Burn-Out auf turn up
Vögel kreischen "Sheesh" und ich
Schieß' die Gören ab
Was "Bird", was "Skur"
Bin ich Ornithologe? Halt die Schnauze
Du Kunde
Came from a place where there's fields behind every house
I was a child of the Korn
Middle of nowhere never felt like
I belonged there wishing I
gehen lassen, völlig außer Form
Wollt' keine Nahrung außer Korn
Bin noch hier, ich wurde auserkoren
Ich war weg, ich wurd' zu tot erklärt
Bin zurück
and keep screaming you will never ever change the scene
Do me a favor and keep listening to this melody
Hear my words, my songs, this beat, you're such
on a leash like Korn
Pam and Tommy selling
Guitar hero like Slash
Rocking gold chains, stack up the cash
Fall for suicide, Kurt Cobain
Heat's start to rise
nur die Fam, das' alles
Schwör', ganze Gang retarded
Ist schon weird, wie ich lebe
Ich werd' safe bezahlen
Ich seh' die Leere in dir, ja, ja, ja
Ja
Marlboro die Kippe, Codein in meinem Cup, ah
Drip Level hart, ja, bekannt in jeder Stadt
Ja
Eigentlich hab' ich für die Xanny kein Korn
Verkauf'
started seeing colors
Woke up from a dream
And admitted to all
My struggles
I'm sick and tired of waiting for clubs
With the hefty covers
I'd rather be
Real life shit
Real life tears
I'm sorry
Baby im sorry
Tell her im sorry
Gon make some
Noise when we riding by
(By by by)
Spread the word they gon
Hammer woulda been a pimp, right
Word, and Jimmi woulda dug us right
Word
Get yours, float up to the stars
Planets hits a spot bout six blocks
level, the pain that I feel
I can see your love is almost gone by the way you look at me
God knows how we ended up here
But you know that I got this fear
thirty cons
your life is outdated like word is born
can we get some more Korn please?
goddamn it you dorky rappers are like a motherfuckin' disease
but the words on the street
That were speeding up the world to keep the timing on beat
It keeps reminding everybody who's a pyramid freak
The pyramid
Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state
with my own two hands
We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans,
By God I can't believe it
You're leaving so soon
And all I have to say is that I'm gonna miss you
I'd go to rehab
But I ain't no quitter
A sober
I'd end up having a heart attack
Anxiety why are you such a dick?
I think in her last speech, she mentioned a flick
The one where the dad loses his
shakedown
Is 'cuz a lot of niggas have fucked up
Word up, industry shakedown
Now what I mean by fucked up is
They don't wanna see the game played right
shakedown
Is 'cuz a lot of niggas have fucked up
Word up, industry shakedown
Now what I mean by fucked up is
They don't wanna see the game played right
verpasst, ich geh All the Way Up
Kauf' vom Cornershop nachts bisschen Gorbatschow-Schnaps
Cognac und Hash, Korn, Dom oder Absinth
Weil ich bis morgens
ist Selfmade, ich hoffe, das kotzt euch an
Bevor du was zu lästern hast, werd' etwas
Krieg 'n Deal, triff den Takt
Und alle Mittelfinger hoch!
to the love for that
Word to Richie
Yeah, Skyzoo, Pete Rock
Retropolitan, come on
What? What? (Cut so superb)
What? What? (Matching up every word
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