Listen to Children of the Korn (feat. Ice Cube) by Korn

Children of the Korn (feat. Ice Cube)

Korn

Metal

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Korn
Korn
Performer
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Rap
Jonathan Davis
Jonathan Davis
Vocals
Head
Head
Guitar
David
David
Drums
Justin Walden
Justin Walden
Programming
Fieldy
Fieldy
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Welch
Brian Welch
Songwriter
David Silveria
David Silveria
Songwriter
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Songwriter
James Shaffer
James Shaffer
Songwriter
Jonathan Davis
Jonathan Davis
Songwriter
Reginald Arvizu
Reginald Arvizu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Korn
Korn
Producer
Steve Thompson
Steve Thompson
Producer
Toby Wright
Toby Wright
Producer
John Ewing, Jr.
John Ewing, Jr.
Assistant Engineer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 (insanity) 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 (stop fuckin' with me, stop fuckin' with me) And the children are born (stop fuckin' with me) You feel it through me (stop fuckin' with me, stop fuckin' with me) (Stop fuckin' with me) You're the children of the Korn (stop fuckin' with me) Drunk as fuck in the alley, makin' noise with the double pump (uh) Bring your boys to the party, we can double up (double up) Double rowdy, double 'bout it, hardcore teenager (yeah) Fuckin' bitches major (uh) Catch me if you can (ha) Fuck the law with my dick in my hand We comin' rough, generation triple X (triple X) We all about the weed, smoke and the kinky sex Nigga, what? (nigga, what?) So save me (yeah, save me, save me) And the children are born (yo) You feel it through me (stop fuckin' with me, stop fuckin' with me) (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 fine It's so pretty like me (insanity) Go figure, once a fag, now a player Baptized and born (what, what, what, what?) I'm the children of the Korn (children of the Korn) (Children of the Korn) (I'm the firstborn) Fuck authority Hit yo' ass in the head with my .40 (.40) You gon' see more of me After school, you better run to your car (run) Class clown already know I'm a star The children of the Korn was born From your torn and twisted ass ways (ways) Now you look amazed (amazed) I'm sittin' in a daze (daze), in a purple haze (haze) You better check my pulse 'cause nothin' seem to phase, bitch (nothin' seem to phase) The children of the Korn, children of the Korn Nothin' seem to phase The children of the Korn, the children of the Korn Look and see, I feel the parents hating me (Hurtin' me, you hurtin' me) Why don't you step outside and feel me? (Feel me, feel me, feel me) How you gon' 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 gotta give Parents or the kids, it won't be the kids (what?) It won't be the kids (what?) We're talking shit 'cause life is a bitch (yeah, life is a bitch) You know it is, everybody tryna get rich, god-damn (everybody) 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) 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 fuckin' with me, insanity) All I want to do is live Stop fuckin' with me, bitch!
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Reginald Arvizu, David Randall Silveria, Jonathan Howsman Davis, James Christian Shaffer, Brian Philip Welch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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