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 yout 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 was 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 [x4]

You see me in 3D I'm comin'live and direct
With a dilect most men in science can't disect
...doors are opened and... are locked
So now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wild, I get franick
And every time we spit it the world panicks
I maybe lost my mind well I aint through the coop
But Sum 41 just aint about a loop
Ring a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rap
And maybe all about rock!