[Norman Kelly Verse 1]
Indigo kid
The one society that I rid
Slip words on a page that I did
Demons on my mind, cage
Seen sh** off the grid, f** rage
Illuminati, collateral damage
Wisdom comes with age
CCTV on the stage
Life looking beige for the rest of our days on minimal wage
Dad disappeared like an X-file
Palestinians in exile, still smile with my son while the world is futile
This hot thought in the brain
I'm versatile, dial Jeremy kyle, maybe you can solve my problems that are vile
Abused as a child
Like I'm on trial and that's revile
Use to be hostile from the pile of sh**
Check my style, like I watched 8 mile
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Check my style
Raving black night
Full moon glowing white, bright
Clock hit eleven
Hit club 7
Jived up, thoughts erupt, corrupt
Wa**up, bustling freak mode in the mix
Conceited chicks, tricks
Not a penny in the pocket
Bleary eyes in the socket
Late trying to dissipate
Heading home, flashes over our dome
Eyes to the stars
From Jupiter to Mars
A crack in the sky
Opened our inner eye
By the lord
The melody of the chord
Rhythm is the ba**
The ba** is the chase, the grace
The musical taste, rhythmic paste
Regulate the treble on a whole new level trip
[Norman Kelly Verse 2]
Need to get a grip
A chip on my shoulders
Just a blip
I flip the rip in my script
From pessimistic to optimistic for a kick
Hate a sadistic prick, its sick
I'm a realistic artistic linguistic
Born on the sunken islands of the atlantic
Thats pedantic
Put my thought and feeling through the static
Figured these 8 plates out in the solar system
Now they want to a call me psychotic
Quantum entanglement to be content
Fresher then mint sharper then flint
Everyone spent, everyone skint
Everyone went discontent
I'm infinite, insignificant, heres a hint
Back of my heads got a dint
Annunaki decent