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 uniquelism
Makes you dignified
You can't see with
Half opened 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
Instead 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
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
I'll 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 Macoote
When I wake up
I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day
With my arteries shaking
Rock, it's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out
Rock, it's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out
Rock, it's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out
Rock, it's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out
You see me in 3D
I'm comin' live and direct
With a dialect most men
In science can't dissect
Thoughts interwoven
A 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 spit 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, a ling
Ding dong tick tock
Shit, it's all about rap
And maybe all about rock

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