Children of the Korn (feat. Ice Cube)
Attention all parents!
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police Department
It's going down
Glaring into my son's eyes reveals a pain
I felt her in the day (it's Saturday)
It was all about the pussy
If you can get it
A little girl like me never fucking liked it
Uh, we ain't taking no more
We ain't taking no more, go
So save me!
I, I!
And the children are born!
You feel it through me!
I, I!
You're the children of the Korn!
Dropping smoke in the alley, making noise with the double pump
Bring your boys to the party, we can double up
Double rowdy, double 'bout it, hardcore teenager
Fucking bitches major!
Catch me if you can
Fuck the law with my dick in my hand
We coming rough, generation triple X
We all about the weed smoke and the kinky sex
Nigga, what?
So save me!
I, I!
And the children are born!
You feel it through me!
I, I!
You're the children of the Korn!
Called a fag all my life
Then I got it so fine
It's so pretty like me
Go figure, once a fag
Now a player
Baptized and born
I'm the children of the Korn! (Children of the Korn!)
Children of the Korn
I'm the first born
Fuck authority!
Hit your ass in the head with my .40
You gon' see more of me
After school, you better run to your car
Class clown already know I'm a star
The children of the Korn was born
From your porn ass, twisted ass ways
Now you look amazed
I'm sitting in a daze in a purple haze
You better check my pulse 'cause nothing seems to phase
Biatch!
Look and see, I feel the parents hating me
Why don't you step outside and 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, something got to give
Parents or the kids, it won't be the kids
It won't be the kids
We're talking shit 'cause life is a bitch
You know it is
Everybody's trying to get rich, goddamn!
All I wanna do is live! All I wanna do is live!)
All I wanna do is live!
(All I wanna do is live, all I wanna do is live, yeah)
All I wanna do is live!
(All I wanna do is live, all I wanna do is live)
(Shit, all I wanna do is live)
All I want to do (insanity)
All I want to do (stop fucking with me, insanity)
All I want to do is live
(Stop fucking with me, bitch!)
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police Department
It's going down
Glaring into my son's eyes reveals a pain
I felt her in the day (it's Saturday)
It was all about the pussy
If you can get it
A little girl like me never fucking liked it
Uh, we ain't taking no more
We ain't taking no more, go
So save me!
I, I!
And the children are born!
You feel it through me!
I, I!
You're the children of the Korn!
Dropping smoke in the alley, making noise with the double pump
Bring your boys to the party, we can double up
Double rowdy, double 'bout it, hardcore teenager
Fucking bitches major!
Catch me if you can
Fuck the law with my dick in my hand
We coming rough, generation triple X
We all about the weed smoke and the kinky sex
Nigga, what?
So save me!
I, I!
And the children are born!
You feel it through me!
I, I!
You're the children of the Korn!
Called a fag all my life
Then I got it so fine
It's so pretty like me
Go figure, once a fag
Now a player
Baptized and born
I'm the children of the Korn! (Children of the Korn!)
Children of the Korn
I'm the first born
Fuck authority!
Hit your ass in the head with my .40
You gon' see more of me
After school, you better run to your car
Class clown already know I'm a star
The children of the Korn was born
From your porn ass, twisted ass ways
Now you look amazed
I'm sitting in a daze in a purple haze
You better check my pulse 'cause nothing seems to phase
Biatch!
Look and see, I feel the parents hating me
Why don't you step outside and 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, something got to give
Parents or the kids, it won't be the kids
It won't be the kids
We're talking shit 'cause life is a bitch
You know it is
Everybody's trying to get rich, goddamn!
All I wanna do is live! All I wanna do is live!)
All I wanna do is live!
(All I wanna do is live, all I wanna do is live, yeah)
All I wanna do is live!
(All I wanna do is live, all I wanna do is live)
(Shit, all I wanna do is live)
All I want to do (insanity)
All I want to do (stop fucking with me, insanity)
All I want to do is live
(Stop fucking with me, bitch!)
Credits
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Reginald Arvizu, David Randall Silveria, Jonathan Howsman Davis, James Christian Shaffer, Brian Philip Welch
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