Lirik Lagu Dave's Possessed Hair / It's What We're All About - Sum 41
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Ever get the feeling no one's got your backCaught up in themselves livin' lies besides the factSomehow you're going on an opposite trackAs we recover from another social heart attack
You think you see between the linesBut you can't see through dollar signs
So sick and tasteless nowImmature and faceless howCan I even sleep at night you askYou say you're a pacifistInstead you wave your fistAnd all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause I can't decideYou think uniqueulism makes you dignifiedYou can't see with half opened eyesYou think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind
What I do is what I choose which makes it my decisionIf your life was a book your story would be fiction
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasionIt's number 32 now here's the situationIf the beat moves your feet then don't change the stationPack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacationWell, I'm a disasterA microphone masterPut on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blasterIt's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resortsAbout sweating all the bitches in the biker shortsI'm Hot Chocolate and you'll see me running lateCause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel greatAnd I'm Bizzy D from way down townI'm known to rock a mic like a king with a crownWhen I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootieHustling deals like Micky MacooteWhen I wake up I like a pound of baconStart off the day with my arteries shaking
ROCK!It's what were all about it's what we live forC'mon and shout it out [x4]
You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and directWith a dialect most men in science can't disectThoughts interwoven, and let us interlockSo now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my creamSum 41 get wild, I get franticAnd every time we spit it the world panicksI maybe lost my mind well I ain't through the coopBut Sum 41 just ain't about a loopRing a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rapAnd maybe all about rock!
You think you see between the linesBut you can't see through dollar signs
So sick and tasteless nowImmature and faceless howCan I even sleep at night you askYou say you're a pacifistInstead you wave your fistAnd all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause I can't decideYou think uniqueulism makes you dignifiedYou can't see with half opened eyesYou think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind
What I do is what I choose which makes it my decisionIf your life was a book your story would be fiction
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasionIt's number 32 now here's the situationIf the beat moves your feet then don't change the stationPack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacationWell, I'm a disasterA microphone masterPut on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blasterIt's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resortsAbout sweating all the bitches in the biker shortsI'm Hot Chocolate and you'll see me running lateCause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel greatAnd I'm Bizzy D from way down townI'm known to rock a mic like a king with a crownWhen I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootieHustling deals like Micky MacooteWhen I wake up I like a pound of baconStart off the day with my arteries shaking
ROCK!It's what were all about it's what we live forC'mon and shout it out [x4]
You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and directWith a dialect most men in science can't disectThoughts interwoven, and let us interlockSo now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my creamSum 41 get wild, I get franticAnd every time we spit it the world panicksI maybe lost my mind well I ain't through the coopBut Sum 41 just ain't about a loopRing a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rapAnd maybe all about rock!
