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 without a care to what you've got to fear
Keep it all between beer and your hockey hair
A lot of weird people and ticks
From the strangers to these faces you kiss
You know this town cool as it used to be
When the lions, tigers and stare at your jewelry
Thruthfully I'm content with how the day
Stepped up the game, oops, still the same shoes
And one-time with flashin things, they still
There to the drama into action scenes
I'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish
Follow if you wanna, we'll return dinner time
Back hurts a little bit more every cigarette
My mack learned to ignore the petty gibberish
I to play cocky like MR. Know-It-Also
So patiently waiting to pop! shake up the bottle
Horizontal like a mail-order male whore came forth
to show you his pale horse
Of course the ones love him hate him most
Heard broken aint nothin man, she look she ate a ghost
Make a to the butterknife, fuck it right
Wonder when my butterfly is keep her flutter tight
I get way when I'm on the j-o-b
And every pretty face like they know me
Same story, take and blow me
suckin on my pony is some type of a fuckin trophy
Don't know what to say homie, I under
the notion that mine is at home another man
Don't even give it two minutes of
the shoulderblades try to keep them chipless
Built a prison out of conjugal
Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to the kisses
A bag of pot luck, a of gut rot
emcee's is tofu tough-talk
Witht the blood clot, jumpshot,
Watch these kids eat it up like it was
Then he's on to the city followin the destiny
Fell asleep droolin on your left
Indeed I my part and call it high art
Keepin my eye on a of that pie chart
Smarter than solutions to the rubix
Took it apart and then pulled out a of superglue
boogaloo, instead of tryin to look at you
I stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or two
Maybe then this space alien can ways to coexist
other homosapiens
Until time comes people know my bum steelo
Incognito with mosquitos and dung
like that, never the wack a natural fact
It's this St. Paul Minneapolis Jack
It's like that, take your head out of the crack
Like what the did you expect
I rap