Hockey Hair

Sample:
"At first, I thought it was a game you playing (playing)"

Check one, two - check
Turn the knob just a little bit
I can hear 'em go up on this
You can't imagine how much we're havin'

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 would 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 flashin' 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
My 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 all his stale horse
Of course the ones that love him hate him most
Heard broken ain't nothin 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 actin like they know me
Same story, take photos and blow me
Like suckin' on my pony is some type of a fuckin 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, tryin' to 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
MC's is mock-duck, tofu, tough-talk
What the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeaway
Watch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaises
Then he's on to the next city, followin' the destiny
Fell asleep droolin' on your left titty
Indeed I play my part: call it high art
Keepin' my eye on a piece of that pie chart
Smarter than solutions to the rubix cube
Took it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglue
Electric boogaloo, instead of tryin'a 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 mosquitos and dung beetles
It's like that, never the wack, an actual fact
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

"Here's what we call 'atmosphere'"
"A-Atmosphere that's uh, you know people in the background, sittin' around drinkin' a beer, you know; looks like you belong there"
"Can I be atmosphere too?"

Damn!