歌詞: Sum 41. What We're All About.

Never the less 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 you bags cuz we`re leavin on a permanent vacation.
Well, I`m a disaster, a micro phone master.
Put on the tape and rock the ghetto blaster.
It`s not about spendin money at hotels and resorts,
it`s about sweatin on the bitches in the biker shorts.
I`m Hot Choclate and you see me runnin late
cuz I`m always makin time to make your girly feel great.
And I`m Bizzy D from way down town I know how to rock a mic
like the king and his crown.
When I`m on top I`m gonna ball back booty hustlin deals like Mickey Moncotie.
When I wake up I like a pound of beacon,
start off the day with my arteries shakin.
Rock, it`s what we`re all about,
it`s what we live for come on shout it out [x4]
See me in 3d I`m comin line-in direct with a dialect most men in science can`t disect.
Thoughts interwoven and letters interlocked sellout fiend to blow off steam
and get my cream.
Sum 41 gettin wild, I get frantic.
Every time we spin it the world panics.
I may have lost my mind but I ain`t flew the coop,
Sum 41 just ain`t about a loop.
Ring aling ding dong tick tock shit,
it`s all about that, and maybe all about rock