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
And all the while it becomes the end again

Make up your mind cause I can't decide
You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind

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
And all the while it becomes the end again

What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision
If your life was a book your story would be fiction

Never the less
Am I dressed for the occasion?
It's #32 now here's the situation
if the beat moves you're feet then don't change the station
Pack your bags 'cause we're leavin on a permanent vacation
Well, i'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on the tape and rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money cars hotels or resorts
it's about sweatin all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Hot Chocolate and you see me runnin late
cuz i'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
And i'm Bizzy D from way down town
and i'm known to rock the mike like the
king wears a crown like i'm king of the crown
WHen i'm on top, with all that BOOTY
Hussilin' deals like Mickey moncooty
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon,
Start off the day with my arteries shakin

Rock! It's what we're all about! It's what we live for!
Come on! Shout it out! (x4)

See me in 3-D i'm comin right indirect with a dialect
most men of sciece
can't dissect