Norman Kelly - 'Hypnotic Hop' lyrics

[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 [T-Moran[ 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