Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on 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
0 And all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause i can't decide
You think uniquelism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up
Instead you're falling far behind
What i do is what i choose,
Which makes it my decision
If your life was a book,
Your story would be fiction
RAP: Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
Its number 32 now here's situation
If the beat moves your feet then don't change the station
Pack your bags cuz we leavin on a permanent vacation
Well i'm a disaster, a micraphone master
Put on the tape and rock your ghetto blaster
Its not about the money, cars, hotels or resorts,
It's about sweatin all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Gay Brown Sound and you'll see me running late
Cuz i'm always takin time to make your girly feel great
And i'm Bizzy Dee from way down town
I'm known to rock the mic like a king witha crown
When i'm on top i'm with all that booty
Husslin deals like Micky Mnt Cooty
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my artires shakin
ROCK!
It's what were all about its what we live for
C'mon 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!