[Part 1: Dave's Possessed Hair]
Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on an opposite track
As we recover from another social heart attack.
You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs.
So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless, how
Can I even sleep at night, you ask
You say you're a pacifist
Instead you wave your fist
And all the while it becomes the end again.
Make up your mind 'cause I can't decide
You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
You can't see with half-open eyes
You think you're standing up, instead you're falling far behind.
You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs.
So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless, how
Can I even sleep at night, you ask
You say you're a pacifist
But you wave your fist
And all the while it becomes the end again.
What I do is what I choose, which makes it my decision
If your life was a book your story would be fiction.
[Part 2: It's What We're All About]
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
It's number 32, now here's the situation:
If the beat moves your feet, then don't change the station
Pack your bags 'cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster, a microphone master
Put on the tape and rock your ghetto-blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Hot Chocolate and you'll see me running late
'Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
And I'm Bizzy D from way down town
I'm known to rock a mic like a king with a crown
When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie
Hustling deals like Micky Macootie
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking.
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon, shout it out
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon, shout it out
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon, shout it out
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon, shout it out.
You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and direct
With a dialect most men in science can't disect
Thoughts interwoven and let us interlock
So now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wild, I get frantic
And every time we spin it the world panics
I maybe lost my mind, well I ain't through the coop
But Sum 41 just ain't about a loop
Ring-a-ling-ling, ding-dong, tick-tock
Shit, it's all about Rap
And maybe all about Rock!
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