Atmosphere - Hockey Hair Lyrics

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

Wonder when my butterfly is gonna kep 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 shoulderblades 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

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Watch these kids eat it up like it was mayonaisse

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

Fell asleep droolin on your left titty

Indeed I play my part and 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 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 mosquitos and dung beetles

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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