Lyrics
Yo what up got Christian and Dino in the house, Fear Factory action
Kick-off this new joint here for all my homies
Separating the true breeds my friends and my family had the vision
When the bounds now it's blowing up
Props to the Field Dog with the funk through the campaign
Gold records and Champagne
Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's Chino, man we had a blast with ya
Deftones rock that microphones daily props to the maestro
Ross you're an angel hey DJ wanna play that song Lethal
We love you like a brother
Want to take a trip to the Flip side Jordan nothing more than I could
Say see ya walking hand in hand
With the prophet Danny you took us to that fat man Harry, Tyler props
For the golden introduction we're coming from the town of the unknown
Jacksonville's on the map, look us up
Raising eyebrows with the Jaguars, kid
Better watch out, line 'em up cheetah (indigo) yo Richard
Rob and Chuck (indigo) hook it up
When I walk out on stage all headaches go away
Got the back from the sickest road crew
Chris and Bobby for sticking to it
Sugar Ray taught me life was all about drinking
Bow wow yippee yo yippee yeah to the funk doobie thanks for showing up
All my brothers in Korn I love you, dad and momma I'm coming home
What up to my girl Sage, Shawn, Teddy Swoze, Indigo
Ranch alive with the vibe Grundig, Danny in the Milk Bar Terry Parker
You know what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you
