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
Now pack your bags 'cause you're leaving on a permanent vacation

Well, I'm a disaster, a microphone master
Put on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the *****es in the biker shorts

I'm Hot Chocolate and you see me running late
'Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
And I'm Bizzy D from way downtown
I'm known to rock a mic like a king wears a crown

When I'm on top, I'm get up all that booty
Hustling deals like Mickey Ma****y
When I wake up, I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking

Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon shout it out
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 b*** 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 **** patrol

Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon shout it out
Rock, it's what we're all about
It's what we live for, c'mon shout it out