Normal by Killa Kake Lyrics
Intro:
It's 10:26, I've been up since 2:30, I ain't have money since (x2)
[Hook]
Young alcoholic, black hole in his wallet
A whole lotta nothing is what I like to call it
A house where we party in the back like a mullet
But this isn't how I was raised, no ultraviolet and
Tried to be normal but bitch, I wasn't qualified
Was married to another life, I got that shit nullified
Here we go again, the system with another lie
And if you sleeping on me, this history's worst lullaby
[Verse 1: KILLAKAKE]
I got Ol' Dirty qualities
Uh
I'm young Ghostface in Wallabees
Uh
Got a lotta fight inside of me
Uh
About had it with preconceived policies
If you sick and tired of clones, preach
You march to a different drum
I march to my own beats
Thinking of moving back to my own street
But I gotta stick it out 'til i own my own beach
In the era of lay offs and pay cuts
Take a look at where the universe placed us
Let's make bucks, these fake sluts can taste dust
When will we learn the cervezas just waste us
But we doing shit exactly how we need to be
Shout out to Cue Man and everyone who believed in me
If I asked you what you love and you said cash
This is where our heads clash
Motherfucker
[Hook]
[Verse 2: KILLAKAKE]
They hand you the torch like "Son, it's your turn"
But there's some people who just like to see the world burn
Now we hungry for this shit like its some hourderves
Avoiding catching feelings in the air like some cold germs
Shit ain't a 80s flick, its never just "let's date
And check it out i made you a custom mix on cassette tape"
Fuck this real life, don't let your dreams get raped
Friends about to set dates, and you still in the same place, thinking with your pet snake?
Spent all my money on buzzes
While contemplating the questions, like is there something above us?
The way we living, there ain't no way in hell they could love us
Fust live among us, I guess its only God then who can judge us
This music shit is my best friend
Sometimes I feel like bouncing on this shit just like Seth said
But before you start tweaking out like a meth head
I'mma do this 'til my death bed
You punk bitch!
[Hook]
Outro:
It's 10:26, I've been up since 2:30, I ain't have money since (x2)
It's 10:26, I've been up since 2:30, I ain't have money since (x2)
[Hook]
Young alcoholic, black hole in his wallet
A whole lotta nothing is what I like to call it
A house where we party in the back like a mullet
But this isn't how I was raised, no ultraviolet and
Tried to be normal but bitch, I wasn't qualified
Was married to another life, I got that shit nullified
Here we go again, the system with another lie
And if you sleeping on me, this history's worst lullaby
[Verse 1: KILLAKAKE]
I got Ol' Dirty qualities
Uh
I'm young Ghostface in Wallabees
Uh
Got a lotta fight inside of me
Uh
About had it with preconceived policies
If you sick and tired of clones, preach
You march to a different drum
I march to my own beats
Thinking of moving back to my own street
But I gotta stick it out 'til i own my own beach
In the era of lay offs and pay cuts
Take a look at where the universe placed us
Let's make bucks, these fake sluts can taste dust
When will we learn the cervezas just waste us
But we doing shit exactly how we need to be
Shout out to Cue Man and everyone who believed in me
If I asked you what you love and you said cash
This is where our heads clash
Motherfucker
[Hook]
[Verse 2: KILLAKAKE]
They hand you the torch like "Son, it's your turn"
But there's some people who just like to see the world burn
Now we hungry for this shit like its some hourderves
Avoiding catching feelings in the air like some cold germs
Shit ain't a 80s flick, its never just "let's date
And check it out i made you a custom mix on cassette tape"
Fuck this real life, don't let your dreams get raped
Friends about to set dates, and you still in the same place, thinking with your pet snake?
Spent all my money on buzzes
While contemplating the questions, like is there something above us?
The way we living, there ain't no way in hell they could love us
Fust live among us, I guess its only God then who can judge us
This music shit is my best friend
Sometimes I feel like bouncing on this shit just like Seth said
But before you start tweaking out like a meth head
I'mma do this 'til my death bed
You punk bitch!
[Hook]
Outro:
It's 10:26, I've been up since 2:30, I ain't have money since (x2)