Atmosphere

Atmosphere - Hockey Hair lyrics

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You can't imagine how much fun we're having



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Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear

Keep it all between your beer and your hockey hair

A lot of weird people traits and ticks

From the strangers to these dangerous faces you kiss

You know this town ain't cool as it used to be

When the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelry

Truthfully I'm content with how the day moves

Stepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoes

And one-time with them flashing things, they still

There to turn the drama into action scenes

I'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish line

Follow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner time

Back hurts a little bit more with every cigarette

MY mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberish

I walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-Also

Patiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottle

Horizontal like a mail-order male whore that came forth

Just to show you his pale horse

Of course the ones that love him hate him most

Heard broken ain't nothing man, she look like she ate a ghost

Make a toast to the butter knife, fuck it right

Wonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tight

I get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-b

And every pretty face acting like they know me

Same story, take photos and blow me

Like sucking on my pony is some type of a fucking trophy

Don't know what to say homie, I understand under

the notion that mine is at home under another man

Don't even give it two minutes of business

Rotate the shoulder blades and keep them chipless

Built a prison out of conjugal visits

Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kisses

A bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rot

emcee's is mockduck tofu tough-talk

What the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeaway

Watch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaise

Then he's on to the next city following the destiny

Fell asleep drooling on your left titty

Indeed I play my part and call it high art

Keeping my eye on a piece of that pie chart

Smarter than solutions to the Rubic's cube

Took it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglue

Electric boogaloo, instead of trying to look at you

I should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or two

Maybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexist

With other homosapiens

Until that time comes people know my bum steelo

Incognito with mosquitoes and dung beetles

It's like that, never the wack in actuals fact

It's like this, St. Paul Minneapolis jack

It's like that take your head out of the vaginal crack

Like what the fuck did you expect

I rap



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Language: English

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