DAVE'S POSSESSED HAIR(IT'S WHAT WE'RE ALL ABOUT)                       

Ever get the feeling no one' s got your back
Caught up in themselves living lies besides the fact
Somehow you' re going down 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 becomes the end, again, blech
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Make up your mind, cause I can' t decide
You think uniquelism makes you dignified
You can' t see with half- open eyes
I' m standing up while 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 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 and rock your ghetto blaster
It' s not about the money, cars, hotels or resorts
It' s about sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
Im' m Hot Chocolate and you see me running late
Cause I' m always making chocolate, make your girly feel great
And I' m Bizzy D from way down town
I' m known to rock a mic like a king wears a crown
When I' m on top I' m gonna borrow that booty
Hustlin deals like Mickey Marcooty
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, cmon shout it out (4x)

You see me in 3-D I' m coming out of direct
With a dialect most men of science can' t dissect
Thoughts interwoven, and then a sense of lock
And I cellophene to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wow, I get frantic
And every time we spit it the world panics
I think I lost my mind, when I aimed through the coop
And Sum 41, just ain' t about a loop
Ring-a-ling ding dong, tick tock, shit it' s all about rap
And we be all about rock