Follow The Leader



It’s On

Song Meaning, Jonathan:
It's On is my sh*t peer pressure song. Me being so stressed out going out and partying. Everybody's just going 'Come on dude, it's on.' That's partying, it's alcohol, cocaine, women. All that wrapped into one. I wrote a song about it. And the chorus I talked about Why am I really doing this? It's all my fault that I'm doing this because all the alcohol, the booze an the chicks do is just make it worse. They just rearrange all the problems in a different order that I can deal with at that moment.

Come On
Save some for me, is what I like
I wanna play, you know its time
Something is calling, I can’t keep from falling, Come On

It’s On
You see it’s my fault, Angels stabbing me inside
Nothing changes just rearranges for me this time

Why must I give in, what can I fight
I can never win, myself I don’t like, I don’t like, I don’t like, I don't like
Something is calling I can’t keep from falling, Come On

It’s On
You see it’s my fault, Angels stabbing me inside
Nothing changes just rearranges for me this time
This time, this time, pull me inside, put me inside, hold me this time, put me inside

Come On, Its On.......

Freak on a Leash

Song Meaning, Jonathan:
One of the best titles I've heard ever for a song. That's my song against the music industry. Like me feeling like I'm f**kin' a pimp, a prostitute. Like I'm paraded around. I'm this freak paraded around but I got corporate America f**kin' making all the money while it's taking a part of me. It's like they stole something from me, they stole my innocence and I'm not calm anymore. I worry constantly.

Something takes a part of me, something lost and never seen
Every time I start to believe, something’s raped and taken from me, from me
Life’s gotta be always messing with me (you wanna see the light),
can’t it chill and let me be free (so do I)
Can’t I take away all this pain(you wanna see the light), I try to every night all in vain, in vain

Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it’s my life I can taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face, you’ll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me

Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release
How many times I have felt disease, nothing in my life is free

Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it’s my life I can taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face, you’ll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me

GO!

So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight
So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight
So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight
No something's they fight. Fight something thing da na ema. Fight something's they fight

Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me, part of me

Got the Life

Song Meaning, Jonathan:
That's a song baggin' on myself. How everything's always handed to me. How I look up to God and don't want this anymore. Like I want something more out of life than all this. And I've got everything I really need but I sometimes don't like. I don't know how to explain it. I have to let it sit through the songs more to actually get into what I write. I truly know, really, the meanings of the songs almost. That's what I'm getting out of it right now.

Hate, something, sometime, someway, something kick on the floor for me
Something inside will never ever follow
So give me something that is the real, I’ll never ever follow --- get your boogey on
Hate, something, somewhere each day, feeling ripped off again now
Why this shit inside now everyone will follow, so give me nothing just feel
And now the shit will follow

God beats me, he’ll never see the lie, he wants to see
God told me, already got the life, oh I see
God beats me, he’ll never see the lie, he wants to see
God told me, already got the life, oh I see

Each day I can feel it swallow, inside something took from me I don’t feel your deathly ways
Each day I feel so hollow, inside always beating me, you’ll never see So come dance with me, dance with me

God beats me, he’ll never see the lie, he wants to see
God told me, already got the life, oh I see
God beats me, he’ll never see the lie, he wants to see
God told me, already got the life, got the life

Dead Bodies Everywhere

Song Meaning, Jonathan:
That was the song about my parents trying to keep me out of the music business. My father was in it and he knew how it was and I totally understand now that I have a son. I want Nathan to be a musician but I him don't want him to go through the hell I went through. That's the same thing my Dad was doing. A lot of people can relate to it, because it's like the Dad's wanting their sons to be football players and their sons want to be doctors or something. That peer pressure its like trying to make them something they're really not. And the Dead Bodies thing is like so I did it and all I got out of it was dead bodies everywhere and got all traumatized. Thanks a lot Dad, Mom.

Come on step inside and your realize tell me what ya need, tell me what to be
Watch your vision you’ll see, what do you expect of me, I can’t live that lie

Hey, I sing mine with a thought that dealing with your life, dead bodies everywhere
You really want me to be a good son why you make me feel like no one

Let me strip the plane let me not give in, free me of your lies inside my heart dies
Your dreams never had achieved, don’t lay that sh*t on me, let me live my life

Hey, I sing mine with a thought that dealing with your life, dead bodies everywhere
You really want me to be a good son why you make me feel like no one
You want me to be something I can never ever be

I sing mine with a thought that dealing with your life, dead bodies everywhere
You really want me to be a good son why you make me feel like no one Dead bodies everywhere

Children of the Korn

Song Meaning, Jonathan:
That's the song that Ice Cube is on Cube came up with the title. I fed off of what he wrote, he was talking about growing up and puberty. Dictating what he can do, like how you gonna tell me how to live and who to fuck? And all this stuff. And I took that and in my stuff I was talking about being a kid always known as the f**kin' town faggot. It's funny how things change. That some of these people picked on me and all of a sudden look who's laughing now. Also in another of the verse I talked about all these parents f**kin hating me for what I do, saying I'm corrupting their children, but in turn these parents need to step outside of themselves and really listen to what I'm talking about. Then I think they can understand that they were kids before. They're just really quick to judge me. All the Children of The Korn are all our Korn fans. All those kids going through that sh*t and feeling what I feel.

Attention all parents, report to your local therapist, report to your local Church
Report to your local Police Dept, its going down

Glaring into my sons eyes reveals a pain, I felt her in the day ~insanity~
It was all about the pusy, if you can get it, a little girl like me never fucking liked it
We aint taking no more, we aint taking no more

So see me, (stop fucking with me) my eyes and the children are born
You victimize, my eyes, you’re the children of the Korn

Sparking spook in the alley making noise with the double pump, bring your boys to the party we can double up
Double rowdy, double prowdy, hard porn teen A, fucking bitches made us
Catch me if you can, f**k the law with my d*ck in my hand we comin' raw
Generation triple X we about to weed smoke and have kinky sex, nigga what

So see me, my eyes and the children are born
You victimize, my eyes, we’re the children of the Korn

Called a fag my life, then I got it, so bored, it’s so pretty like
me, don't figure, once a fag now a player
Baptized and born I’m the children of the Korn

f**k authority, hit your a** in the head with my 40, you girls’ll see more of me
After school you’ll better run to your car, class clown already know I’m a star
The children of the Korn was born from your porn a** twisted a** way
Now you look amazed I’m sitting in a daze in a purple haze you better check my pulse cause nothin seems to faze
Beacht,

the children of the Korn

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 f**k, how to kiss, who to love
Who to dis, how to live, what it is, som’in gotta give, parents or the kids it won’t be the kids
It won’t be the kids, we’re talking sh*t cause life is a b*tch, you know it is, everybody’s trying to get rich
God d**n, all I wanna do is live
All I want to do, all i want to do...all i want to do...is Live
Stop fucking with me, biatch


B.B.K.
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
Big black cock! That's what I call a jack and coke. Those little glasses they serve in Europe and everything. That's what I named it, big black cock. And that's another song about me dealing with the pressures of this album and how I, you know, I'm trying to kill myself, but you know? Do I really want to kill myself? Things I'm just questioning myself. Most of this is self-structured.

So you see I’ve gotten this far, please give me some place to rage
I’m not trying to go there, so take me away
Life sometimes pisses me off, it’s never a good trip for me
Every time I reach for love it’s taken away

Night, so I play
Give me a sign, this is gay
Give me some patience, so I pray
It’s time to die, so will I

There’s nothing wrong wanting to be loved, is there something wrong with me
Once in my life I’d like to be really set free, let me be me

Night, so I play
Give me a sign, this is gay
Give me some guidance, so I pray
It’s time to die, so will I
Take-take me away, Take-take it away, Take-take me away, Take-taken away

Gibberish

Night, so I play
Give me a sign, this is gay
Give me some patience, so I pray
It’s time to die, so will I

Night, so I play
Give me the sign, this is gay
Give me some guidance, so I pray
It’s time to die, so will I


Pretty
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
It's a story about this little girl that came into the coroner's office when I was working there and she was f**ked by her dad. She was an 11 month old little baby girl. Her legs were broken back behind her and he just f**ked her like a toy doll and chucked her in the bathroom. It was the most heinous thing I've ever seen in my life and I still have nightmares about it.

So, so round wait but I don’t realize, now my legs broke the pain between her thighs

I see her pretty face smashed against the bathroom floor
What a disgrace who do I feel sorry for

Skin so cold, how could someone steal life, takes the blame, wait I got some sh*t to say

I see her pretty face smashed against the bathroom floor
What a disgrace who do I feel sorry for
Slashed and raped, not again this is some real crime
What a pretty face who do I feel sorry for

RIGHT something NOW rips my HEART and takes MY soul I WAIT to lay NOW I feel HATE inside TAKE my soul away, away

I see your pretty face smashed against the bathroom floor
What a disgrace who do I feel sorry for
Slashed and raped, not again this is some real crime
What a pretty face who do I feel sorry for

All In The Family
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
Fred was there after Korn TV and we said, 'Let's do a song together, Hey, man, let's go back and forth and rip on each other like an old school battle.' I don't know who's idea it was, I can't remember if it was mine or Fieldy's or Fred's but we came up with the idea and we started writing and we worked on it together. I came up with some bags on myself for Fred to say. It was all in good natured fun.

Say What, Say What...My d*ck is bigger than yours...My band is bigger than yours

Fred:
To bad I got your beans in my bag ~aha~ you stuck up sucker Korny mutha f**ker ~ooo~
Taking over foes is the limp, pimp, need the ~d*ck~ Bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis
I’m gonna drop a little East Side Skill ~oo~, you best step back cause I’ma kill I’ma kill
So what you thinking Mr. Raggedy Man doing all you can to look like Raggedy Ann

Jon:
Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it, you look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video ~say what say what~, you little faggot hoe
Please give me some sh*t to work with cause right now I’m all it kid, suck my d*ck kid like your daddy did

Fred:
Who the f**k you think you talking to, I known for eating little whiney chumps like you ~whatever~
All up in my face with that "Are you ready" but halitosis is all your rocking steady
You little fairy smelling on your flowers, nappy hairy chest, look it’s Austin Powers ~ah yeah baby~
I hear you tooting on them Fag Pipes clod, but you said it best "there’s no place to hide"

Jon:
What the f**k you saying, you’re a pimp whatever, limpd*ck, Fred Durst needs to rehearse
Needs to reverse what he’s saying ~say what say what~, wanna-be funkdoobiest what your playin', rippin' on my bag counterfeit faking
Plus your bills I'm payin, you can’t eat that sh*t every day Fred, Lay off the bacon

Fred:
Say what say what, you better watch your f**king mouth Jon

Jon: So you hate me
Fred: And I hate you
Jon: You know what you know what, It’s all in the Family
Jon: I hate you
Fred: You hate me
Jon: You know what, It’s all in the Family

Jon:
Look at you fool, I’m gonna f**k you up twice, throwing rhymes at me like, oh sh*t alright Vanilla Ice
You better run run while you can, can never f**k me up BitzClimpkit at least I got a fat original band

Fred:
Who’s hot who’s not ~you~, you best step back, Korn on the cob ~ok~ you need a new job ~ha~
Time to take em mic skills back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill ~f**k 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 dooms day kid it’s dooms day

Jon:So I hate you
Fred:And you hate me
Jon:You know what you know what, it’s all in the family Jon:I hate you
Fred:And you hate me
Jon:You know what you know what, it’s all in the family

Fred:
You call yourself a singer ~yep~ your more like Jerry Springer ~oh cool~
Your favorite band is Winger ~winger~ and all you eat is zingers
Your like a fruity pebble, your favorite flag is rebel ~yeee haaa~
it’s just to bad that you’re a fag and on a lower level

Jon:
So you’re from Jacksonville kicking it like Buffalo Bill
Getting butt f**ked by your uncle chuck, while your sisters on her knees ~oh yeah~ waiting for your little wingnut

Fred:
Wait, where’d you get that little dance ~over here~ like them idiots in Wako your burning up in Bako
Where you father had your mutha, your mutha had your brother ~na ah~, it’s just to bad your fathers mad your mutha’s now your lover
Jon:
Come on hillbilly can your horse do a f**king wheelie you love it down south
And boy, you sure do got a pretty ~oh yeah~ mouth

Jon:I hate you
Fred:And you hate me
Jon:You know what you know what, it’s all in the family Jon:And I hate you
Fred:And you hate me
Jon:You know what you know what, it’s all in the family Jon:And I love you
Fred:And I want you
Jon:And I’ll suck you
Fred:And I’ll f**k you
Jon:And I’ll butt f**k you
Fred:And I’ll eat you
Jon:And I’ll lick your little d*ck mutha f**ker
Fred:Say what, say what


Reclaim My Place
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
This one is about the whole band and about all my life being called a homosexual. And then I became this big rock star in a band and I'm still called a fag even by my own band. So it's like I was f**kin' pissed off at them. It's like erase them all because I'm gonna reclaim my place and say hey, they owe a lot to me for what I did, and I owe a lot to them back. But, it still kinda sucks. I've never ever gotten away from that fag f**kin' title. Just because I'm a sensitive kinda guy. Kinda feminine it really sucks.

What the fuck

I’m so alone so therefore I can’t relate, I’m so dumb though it’s nothing to hate
Really is it me or is it fate, give me peace or release for f**k sake

Give him something to say something Superfly never played
All I hear is disgrace erase them all and reclaim my place

In the past I was known as a freak, had no friends, picked on cause I was weak
Saved my a** I got into this band, never thought the band would become the man

Give him something to say something Superfly never played
All I hear is disgrace erase them all and reclaim my place, reclaim my place x 3
Say it to my face

So I look around at all these stupid little faces, something I can never slap but I embrace
You’ll never ever see, you’ll never ever be, you wanna f**k around then come f**k with me
You think you can believe, you’ll never ever find, you think you feel my hate, look at me and you will find
My faith you always raped, I will always be the sound
You wanna f**k with me, (good I'll f**k your face) -not sure if it's right

Now, you can feel my heart BEATS DOWN
Yes you feel it come RIGHT NOW
You can feel my heart BEATS DOWN
Yes you feel it come RIGHT NOW
You can feel my heart BEATS DOWN
Yes you feel it come and Bow down, Bow down x 3

Give him something to say something superfly never played
All I hear is disgrace erase them all and reclaim my place
What the f**k x 12

Justin
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
Justin, that was the kid dying terminally with intestinal cancer. His last dying wish was to meet us and it really freaked me out. That threw a whole bunch of new kind of pressures on my head. That's really intense. Someone's gonna die and his last thing he wants to do is come hang out with us. So I truly just freaked out. It's like why would you want to meet me? What makes me so special? And in turn I talk about how I admire his strength and his life. I couldn't stare at him because he was so content he was gonna die. No one could look him in the eyes. And I totally admire his strength. I wish I had it.

f**k all that bullsh*t

You watch me play, I look away
Your lights too bright, you found my life

Time for deep space your and I
Time for deep space your and I

Your gonna die, wanna meet me why?
I wish I had the strength, inside your soul escapes

Time for deep space your and I
Time for deep space your and I

Fly, it took me
Give me, something
For, the kid that died
Listening to me
You are life

Time for deep space your and I
Time for deep space you and I

Seed
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
Seed. That's all about the same thing again. I laying in bed in my hotel room, thinking about do I really need all this stuff? All this pressure on me? Because I'm a stressed out freak. It's about Nathan, it's about every time that I look into his eyes, I see myself how I used to be, innocent and stress free. I'm kind of jealous of it. It really sucks, I used to be that way. It's like I have to work so hard at this thing in my life. I have to become a stressed out freak. I put food on the table for my child. Every time I look in his eyes, I just see myself staring right back at my @ss laughing. I was like care free, innocent as a child. It's really weird and I'm really jealous of it.

Every day gets a little harder, can’t see you get away
My mind reveals a certain place, a place I wish I’d stayed
I feel so lost within, pressured, I’m heading for that day
Just one thought in my head really do I need this Fame

Every time god d**n I look at my seed I see something I can’t be, beautiful and care free
That’s how I used to be
Like some god d**n f**king freak I’m so pressured I’m so weak
something takes a hold of me something I can’t believe

I lay in bed at night and wonder should I go this way
It’s the only thing I really got for now and it’s called Fame

Every time god d**n I look at my seed I see something I can’t be, beautiful and care free
That’s how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak
I’m so pressured I’m so weak
something takes a hold of me something I can’t believe
Like some god d**n f**king freak

Cameltosis
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
That's a love song. It's about women in general, women who hurt me. It's Tre's lyrics. He's going on about chicks and my chorus is like I'm so scared to love anyone and really let them in after I got hurt really really bad by a girl. I've let Renee in a little bit, to be honest, but I'll never be that in love ever again. That's what I'm saying, if you've loved twice, you're gonna get f**ked, 'cause you usually do.

I should learned it from the start when I was in full streak a tin full, she copied we exchanged some info
Called her on the tele conversation was simple, in plain Jane my game retained the temple
And bang no shame 2 sparks turned into flames, nipples in the fog just dancing in the rain
Hook me with this fix and look to drain my aims some never retain what widows suck from your veins

So baby I ask you x 7 (what do you want from me)
You see this time I cannot ever love another cunt
You drink a** slut, love twice and you’ll get f**ked

The rest is from the pain that past, a shame cause the game kept playing me wrong
Promise not to ever sing a d**n love song until I realised who the f**k I am
A man out of sync with is own program, try'na find some kind of interlink x 2

So baby I ask you x 4 (what do you want from me)
You see this time I cannot ever love another cunt
You drink a** slut, love twice and you’ll get f**ked x 2

Ah yeah, she’s the epitome of a sweet misery, the sweeter the stroke the deeper the pain
Your bitten bones as an angel angle sex driven they do it sex skiing warm as a mitten
Fittin’ like a glove without strap releases testing all my patience push comes to shove
Emotional masturbation f**king with my love, f**king with my life, f**king all of the above

You see this time I cannot ever love another cunt
You drink a** slut, love twice and you’ll get f**ked x 4

My Gift to You
Song Meaning, Jonathan:
Renee always wanted me to write her a love song and that's why I called it My Gift To You. It's my gift to her, you know how I get sick. I always had a fantasy of f**king her and choking her to death. I fantasize about what it would look like me in her body and watching me do it. So it's like a really sick f**ked up song. I did it totally like, I love her so much, I want to take her out of this world. It's really strange. She used to leave notes on my pillow like 25 ways she'd like to kill me. She's got this weird death fetish. We're kinda f**kin' freaky. She got it. She's all 'Thank you that's kinda f**ked up. I was expecting a f**kin' I love you, baby kinda song.' I'm all, 'No, you know me.' I mean I can't do that.

There you are my precious long ago
Hiding behind the shadows of your broken soul
Why is it always you want something you can never have
Why’d you try to tell me how could you be this way

Your throat I take that, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back
Love racing through my veins
Your heart stops beating, black orgasms
I kiss your lifeless skin

There you are my precious with your broken soul
Rub my crotch, lay dead take control
Why is it always, you f**k up something you’ve always had
Why’d you try to tempt me, how could you be so cold

Your throat I take that, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back
Love racing through my veins
Your heart stops beating, black orgasms
I kiss your lifeless skin

Here I am just a man, feeling pain gives me life
Relieving this is my plan, I’ll do anything, just to see through your eyes x 8
I hate you, can you feel the pain x 8

Your throat I take back, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back
Love racing through my veins
Your heart stops beating, black orgasms
I kiss your lifeless skin x 5


Earache My Eye

Odelay!

My Momma talkin to me, try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her, 'cos my head is like a sieve
My Daddy, he disowned me, 'cos I wear my sisters clothes
He caught me in the bathroom, with a pair of pantyhose
My basketball coach, he just kicked me off the team
For wearing high heel sneakers, and acting like a queen

Gonna tie my pecker to a tree to a tree Gonna tie my pecker to a tree Gonna tie his pecker to a tree

Get your boogie off

Go Head

The earth is coming to an end and I don't give a d**n
As long as I have my b*tch
Oh I'm a, f**k You

It don't bother me if people think I'm funny
Cos I'm a big rock star, and I make lots of money
Money, money, money.

Are you talking petsos?

Money, ka ching, Ha, ha, ha.
Lots of money

I'm so bloody rich

Lots of money, Lots of motherf**kin' money
I get looks

Ha, ha, ha

I own shopping centres, parking lots, and stocks, and all that sh*t
Ha, ha, ha

I own you, ha, you too, you three
For me, he he, oh oh

Get your groove on
Let's bring it back one more time Jonathan
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower, more groovin', slow that sh*t down
Crazy slow, come on, death, right here, slow, ah
Don't give a f**k, break it out
You even know, Boy George is on heroin
We don't give a f**k
Rick James is in the crack house
I'm f**kin' paying, that's all that matters
Ha ha ha ha, ahhh, ha ha ha

The Firm is a f**kin' in the house
Loco! Ooooh aahhh oooo
Gimme some.

Back To Main