F-f-f-frozen, a lifestyle in the northlandPeople in the south say, “No way, it’s too cold man!”But Minnesotans go wild (Minnesota Wild) at the drop of a puckCan’t wait to hit the rink, let’s go, lace ‘em up
Armored up like a gladiator for the grand battleHit the ice and we be back in the saddleAin’t for the fragile, only the tough can handleThe heat—you can barely hold a candle
No match for my stamina and agilityDominating the arena, are you feelin’ me?When I make contact, feel the hostilityI got lightning quick stick handling ability
Insatiable greed for the gold and the gameButterflies, getting ready when they call my nameNo pain, no gain, all just to entertainGonna make it all the way to the hall of fame
Try to stop me? You’ll get the cold shoulderAll-star trophy over ice, made to orderUltimate goal is to live in the momentToo fast, I skate past you like you’re frozen
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