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 we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Dave Brown Sound 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 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 Mickey Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
[Chorus: x4]
Rock! It's what we're all about
It's what we live for
see'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 guitars 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 poon patrol
[Chorus: x4]
Well let's avoid confusion by makin' one thing clear
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 oven when we're stone cold bakin'
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 (wah)
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
Pledge allegiance to the sum the new kings of rock
[Chorus]
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 we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Dave Brown Sound 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 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 Mickey Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
[Chorus: x4]
Rock! It's what we're all about
It's what we live for
see'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 guitars 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 poon patrol
[Chorus: x4]
Well let's avoid confusion by makin' one thing clear
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 oven when we're stone cold bakin'
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 (wah)
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
Pledge allegiance to the sum the new kings of rock
[Chorus]
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What We're All About Lyrics as written by Marshall Jones William De Vaughn
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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 your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
It’s not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I’m Dave Brown Sound 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 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 Mickey Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
[Chorus x4]
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 dis
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 poon patrol
[Chorus x4]
Well it's a *point posistion (sum thing like that??) I'm makin' one thing clear
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 oven when we're stone cold bakin'
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 wah
Well the goon platoon is on the...
We beat down London, slayed LA
Got an APB on the jams we play
So when you're on the stage cold grabbin' your cock...*can't tell what the rest of this line is*
[Chorus]
ok NEXT the reason it sounds kinda like beastie boys is because, while they, too, were a couple of white boys rapping, they were also IN the song...the part that goes
"We rock the over when we're stone cold bakin'"
is beastie boys. so thats why.
Alrighty NEXT jesus tapdancing christ im so tired of this SUM 41 NEVER CLAIMED TO BE FUCKING PUNK! so stop telling us that they are not...we KNOW...and ppl that claim sum IS punk are stupid and should be shot....ok we got that?
Oh and the guitarist is not hindu...his name is dave and he's canadian. as ol' 32 said they manufacture more than one color up there (haha ok anywho) and yes the drummer is stevo-32...he is the greatest guy in the band and really does have talent on the drums.
OK they are talking about rock and rapping because they are influenced by both....thats what alot of ppl like about sum....they combine two completely different forms of music rather well if u ask me. sure some of their songs arent that deep...but cmon who the hell is deep all the friggin time? certainly not me. this has got to be their absolute worse song...steve has even said himself that it's crap...so yeah don't like this one if u like ne of theirs. If u wanna hear some really good songs by them listen to No Brains, Summer, Crazy Amanda Bunkface, Mr. Amsterdam, Heart Attack, Rhythms...yeah those are pretty much all the good ones.
Oh yes sum 41 is NOT trying to be punk...K? they have said THEMSELVES that they are not punk, never have been, never will be....and they're not gonna try to be.
and yeah baptismbyfire is right read what she said...ok im done now
Great song, I love Sum 41.
a) Focus on the stupid, meaningless garbaje rap verses, and forget the guitar and bassline with the chorus. Or...
b) You can ignore the worthless nonsense idiotic rap verses and concentrate in the AWESOME chorus line and the FANTASTIC music background.
It's true, the song IS stupid, and doesn't really seem pleasent when you're trying to do something productive with your life, but "Rock, is what we're all about, is what we live for, so c'mon shout it out" is just an Anthem for whoever you are if you breathe music.
Is Awesome to listen to this song after 10 years, (I'm 16) after you've listened to "Underclass Hero" and "Chuck" so they're not just this jerks inmature kids, but they sound more like Artists, with One of the best chorus ever made, and a sick guitar that make the song SOUND AMAZING!!!!