[Verse 1: raging male MC] Seven minutes left, it's tied at two, and the barn is shakin' Their number nine's been dancin' through us like the ice is his for takin' I ain't got the hands to score, I got the hands to make a point Twelve years in this league, I got a knuckle for every joint Coach looks down the bench at me and doesn't say a word Doesn't have to, I'm the only answer that he's ever heard Hop the boards, skate straight, I don't even want the puck I just want the pretty boy who never had to bleed for luck Tap his shin pads with my stick and tell him, "Hey, nice hair" He says, "I don't fight," I said, "You fuckin' do tonight, I swear" [Hook: raging male MC with the band] Drop the gloves, drop the gloves, let the whole barn shake I don't score the goals, I make the room they take Five for fightin', I can do five standin' on my head Take your best man to the box with me and watch the lamp go red [Verse 2: raging male MC, harder] Gloves hit the ice like a gunshot, helmets roll Ref backs off 'cause the ref knows the role I let him land one on my cheek so he can tell his friends Then I tie him up and spin him till the linesman says it ends Five minutes for him, five minutes for me The best scorer in the league in a box across from me That's the trade, baby, that's the whole equation Fourth-line nothin' for the face of the whole nation Blood on my lip, and I'm grinnin' through the glass Number nine is holdin' ice on a face that's made for cash [Hook: raging male MC with the band] Drop the gloves, drop the gloves, let the whole barn shake I don't score the goals, I make the room they take Five for fightin', I can do five standin' on my head Take your best man to the box with me and watch the lamp go red [Bridge: raging male MC, the arena organ climbs] Four on four, and the ice opens up like a door Their whole offense in the box, starin' at the floor Our kid takes a pass in the slot, nobody near Top shelf, glove side, and the roof comes down in here [Verse 3: raging male MC, the distorted guitar answers every single bar] I ain't touched the puck all game, and the whole barn knows my name Four teeth in a plastic cup, and I'd lose 'em all again Some men light the lamp, I'm the man who clears the way Every highlight on the news got my blood on it today Final horn, they let me out the box to shake the hand Number nine says, "Next time," I said, "Bring a better plan" Kids are bangin' on the glass with my number on a sign Never scored a goal in my life, and tonight the win is mine [Final Hook: raging male MC with the full band] Drop the gloves, drop the gloves, let the whole barn shake I don't score the goals, I make the room they take Five for fightin', I can do five standin' on my head Take your best man to the box with me and watch the lamp go red [End]
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