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 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.

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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 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 spit it the world panicks
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--