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IT´S WHAT WERE ALL ABOUT
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IT´S WHAT WERE ALL ABOUT,
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Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
Its number 32 now heres the situation
If the beat moves your feet then dont change the station
NowPack your bags cause youre leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, Im a disaster
A microphone master
Put on the tape I'll rock your ghetto blaster
Its not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
Im Hot Chocolate and you see me running late
Cause Im always making time to make your girlie feel great
And Im Bizzy D from way down town
Im known to rock a mic like a king wears a crown
When Im on top Im get up all that bootie
Hustling deals like Mickey Macooty
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
(Coro:)(x2)
Rock! It's what we're all about
It's what we live for
C'mon shout it out
Well I bring down the house in every city we play
Just from pickin' up the mic' in a usual way
We rock and talk with a bass that's funny
We could even tear it up at a grade school party
Well I can keep the beat but I can't break dance
It's hard to look cool in crazy pants
But I wear 'em anyway even when they look whack
It's my personal way to bring the 80's back
Gave up the life of servin' burger and fries
High cholesterol gettin' grease in my eyes
I was drinkin' underage I belong on stage
Hello rock 'n' roll goodbye minimum wage
I'm teachin' you a lesson in mic' control
Makin' rhymes with my letters in my cereal bowl
Lucky number seven every dice I roll
Sum 41 to the power as the boob patrol
(Coro & Guitar Solo)
Well let's avoid confusion by makin' one thing clear
That the rock we're bringin' is gonna instill fear
And the power we control should be revered
We sold our soul to Satan two times last year
Take a look to the point, to the point I'm makin'
We rock the ever with a so-called bacon
And we get outta hand and bust up the room
JD is to blame for the Legion of Doom
'Cause I'm the B-I double Z-Y
You ain't better than me, I ain't your average guy
I like to watch girls shake with a kung fu grip
Well the goon platoon is on the flavor trip
We beat down London, we slayed LA
Got an APB on the jams we play
So when you're on the stage cold grabbin' your cock
We release something the new kings of rock
(Coro)(x2)
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Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion Its number 32 now heres the situation If the beat moves your feet then dont change the station NowPack your bags cause youre leaving on a permanent vacation Well, Im a disaster A microphone master Put on the tape I'll rock your ghetto blaster Its not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts Im Hot Chocolate and you see me running late Cause Im always making time to make your girlie feel great And Im Bizzy D from way down town Im known to rock a mic like a king wears a crown When Im on top Im get up all that bootie Hustling deals like Mickey Macooty When I wake up I like a pound of bacon Start off the day with my arteries shaking (Coro:)(x2) Rock! It's what we're all about It's what we live for C'mon shout it out Well I bring down the house in every city we play Just from pickin' up the mic' in a usual way We rock and talk with a bass that's funny We could even tear it up at a grade school party Well I can keep the beat but I can't break dance It's hard to look cool in crazy pants But I wear 'em anyway even when they look whack It's my personal way to bring the 80's back Gave up the life of servin' burger and fries High cholesterol gettin' grease in my eyes I was drinkin' underage I belong on stage Hello rock 'n' roll goodbye minimum wage I'm teachin' you a lesson in mic' control Makin' rhymes with my letters in my cereal bowl Lucky number seven every dice I roll Sum 41 to the power as the boob patrol (Coro & Guitar Solo) Well let's avoid confusion by makin' one thing clear That the rock we're bringin' is gonna instill fear And the power we control should be revered We sold our soul to Satan two times last year Take a look to the point, to the point I'm makin' We rock the ever with a so-called bacon And we get outta hand and bust up the room JD is to blame for the Legion of Doom 'Cause I'm the B-I double Z-Y You ain't better than me, I ain't your average guy I like to watch girls shake with a kung fu grip Well the goon platoon is on the flavor trip We beat down London, we slayed LA Got an APB on the jams we play So when you're on the stage cold grabbin' your cock We release something the new kings of rock (Coro)(x2)
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