Hard wood sticks. Finish. Knock knock hockey 🐇
- Tempo: 150 BPM (classic hardbass). - Kick/Bass: Distorted rolling bassline, heavy compression, sub-bass rumble. - Synths: Dark pads for atmosphere, rave stabs, icy FX (like glass shatters). - Vocals: Shouted chants alternating Viking and English, distorted for grit. - Structure: - Intro (dark pads + chant) - Drop (kick + bassline + hook chant) - Verse (English storytelling) - Hook (anthemic, brilliant hunny chant) - Bridge (emotional + cold rain imagery) - Final Drop (maximum chaos, “HU!” chants nonstop)
Hard wood sticks. Finish. Knock knock hockey 🐇
- Tempo: 150 BPM (classic hardbass). - Kick/Bass: Distorted rolling bassline, heavy compression, sub-bass rumble. - Synths: Dark pads for atmosphere, rave stabs, icy FX (like glass shatters). - Vocals: Shouted chants alternating Viking and English, distorted for grit. - Structure: - Intro (dark pads + chant) - Drop (kick + bassline + hook chant) - Verse (English storytelling) - Hook (anthemic, brilliant hunny chant) - Bridge (emotional + cold rain imagery) - Final Drop (maximum chaos, “HU!” chants nonstop)
Lyrics
. Knock knock who's there.
The best sticks the world has ever seen.
The best wood in the world
You want plastic temu sticks
We got real hard
Finish wooden hockey sticks.
Yaeh.
I got you.
Hockey sticks
I repeat
Hockey
We got it
fast breathless rapid fire rap
Create a song out of this, and it should be something like this. I have to remind you, when I play hockey, all of the sticks are made in Finland. We have the best sticks, the greatest sticks. We got the best sticks, the tallest sticks, the hardest sticks.
We got the best wood,
sticks, the sticks, we got them. We got the world's best sticks. Hockey, we got the sticks. You wanna play hockey? We have the best sticks. The biggest, the tallest, the greatest sticks the world has ever seen. Sticks, we got them. The greatest fucking hockey sticks.
HU!
You want plastic sticks from TemU?
We got Finnish sticks
hard wood. We
e got those hard wood sticks.
We got them.
The greatest stick
I got the greatest stick the world has ever seen.
HU!
Intro – Crowd Chant
(HEY!)
(HEY!)
ONE – TWO – THREE – STICKS!
ONE – TWO – THREE – STICKS!
Verse 1
When I step on ice, feel the cold bite quick,
Every warrior knows — it starts with the stick,
From the north where the forests grow iron and tall,
Finland forged the power that we swing in the hall.
Hardwood grain, yeah you feel that crack,
Not plastic dreams — this is raw attack,
From the lakes to the pines, where the cold winds howl,
We bring the sticks that make the whole world bow.
Pre-Chorus
You want light? You want fast? You want something slick?
Nah — you want strength, you want truth in the stick.
Chorus
We got the best sticks — hear the ice rink roar,
The biggest, the tallest — built for war,
From the Finnish woods where the old gods stand,
We hold that power in our hands.
Sticks — we got ‘em!
Hardwood — we got ‘em!
World’s best sticks — yeah we brought ‘em!
You wanna play hockey? Step in the zone—
But you ain’t got sticks like the ones we own!
Verse 2
They talk about gear but they don’t understand,
This ain’t factory plastic — this is forest and land,
Every strike got weight, every shot got soul,
Every stick we carry makes the whole rink roll.
From the shadows of spruce to the frozen ground,
There’s a rhythm in the grain, there’s a thunderous sound,
You can hear it when we hit — that echo, that crack,
That’s the north calling — and it’s calling back.
Pre-Chorus
You want cheap? You want fake? You want something quick?
Or you want legacy carved in a stick?
Chorus
We got the best sticks — hear the ice rink roar,
The hardest, the strongest — built for war,
From the Finnish forests deep and wide,
That ancient strength is on our side.
Sticks — we got ‘em!
Hardwood — we got ‘em!
World’s best sticks — yeah we brought ‘em!
You wanna play hockey? Prove your tone—
But you ain’t got sticks like the ones we own!
Bridge – Chant / Breakdown
(HEY!) FINNISH STICKS!
(HEY!) HARDWOOD HITS!
(HEY!) FEEL THAT CRACK — DON’T STEP BACK!
No plastic lies, no hollow core,
Just forest strength and nothing more,
Born in cold, where legends grow,
That’s why our sticks strike hard and slow.
Final Chorus – Extended
We got the greatest sticks the world has seen,
From frozen lakes to the evergreen,
Tall and heavy, fierce and true,
Every shot cuts straight through you.
Sticks — we got ‘em!
Hardwood — we got ‘em!
From the north — yeah we brought ‘em!
You wanna play hockey? Now you know—
The Finnish sticks run the show!
Outro – Crowd Chant
ONE – TWO – THREE – STICKS!
ONE – TWO – THREE – STICKS!
FINNISH!
FINNISH!
STICKS!
The wooden sticks, hardwood, hard sticks. We got the best sticks, the world best sticks. The greatest sticks the world has ever seen. The Finnish sticks. The swarmy sticks from the big, great Finnish forest. We got them.