(Intro) Yo Antia Beer Now Listen Evgeni Nuts On Chin got zero awareness Crossing blue lines early that’s careless I’m calling for the puck but you never wanna share it Then you lose possession and pretend you don’t hear it Every rush dead when you carry too long Trying fancy little moves but the timing all wrong Man thinks he’s HIM with the head down skating Whole bench silent while the coach frustrated And Non-Hodgkin’s the moose by the crease all day Big body in the way but he still don’t play Screening our own tendy, that’s mad embarrassing Then blaming me after like bro stop panicking Both of you chatting like tactical geniuses Meanwhile we losing off basic little sequences One can’t stay onside, one can’t rotate Then I get blamed every time we lose shape I’m backchecking hard while you lot coast Then post-game speeches like you did the most Evgeni forcing every single highlight reel Brother make a pass, this is hockey not Chel And Moose keeps yelling “shoot!” from the slot But your hands move slower than the rink clock Big antlers, no finish, all presence no threat Miss another rebound then blame the reset (Chorus) Pass the puck fam, stop killing the play Whole rush ruined every other day I’m wide open but you still won’t look Then you blame Antia when the whole thing cooked Pass the puck fam, stay on your line Offside again for the fiftieth time Whole team knows who’s selling the game But somehow Antia catching the blame
