Luyện nghe bài hát Hockey Hair (you Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having)

You can't how much fun we're having

Stop it there without a care to what you've got to
Keep it all between beer and your hockey hair
A lot of weird people traits and
From the strangers to these dangerous you kiss
You know town ain't cool as it used to be
When the lions, tigers and bears'd stare at jewelry
Thruthfully I'm content with how the day
Stepped up the game, oops, still the same shoes
And one-time with them flashin things, still
There to turn the into action scenes
I'm renting me a to roll me to the finish line
Follow if you wanna, we'll return around time
Back hurts a little bit more with every
My mack learned to never the petty gibberish
I like to cocky like MR. Know-It-Also
So patiently waiting to pop! shake up the soda
Horizontal a mail-order male whore that came forth
Just to you his pale horse
Of course the ones that love him him most
broken aint nothin man, she look like she ate a ghost
Make a toast to the butterknife, it right
Wonder when my is gonna keep her flutter tight
I get way lonely when I'm on the
And every face actin like they know me
Same story, take and blow me
Like suckin on my is some type of a fuckin trophy
Don't know what to say homie, I understand
the notion that is at home under another man
Don't even it two minutes of business
Rotate the try to keep them chipless
Built a out of conjugal visits
Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the
A bag of pot luck, a of gut rot
emcee's is mockduck tough-talk
the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeaway
Watch these kids eat it up it was mayonaisse
Then he's on to the next city followin the
Fell droolin on your left titty
Indeed I my part and call it high art
my eye on a piece of that pie chart
Smarter than solutions to the cube
Took it apart and then out a tube of superglue
boogaloo, instead of tryin to look at you
I should stay in my house, sit on the couch and a book or two
Maybe then this space can uncover ways to coexist
With other
Until that time comes people my bum steelo
Incognito with mosquitos and dung
It's like that, never the wack a fact
It's like this St. Paul Jack
It's that, take your head out of the vaginal crack
Like what the fuck did you
I rap