Lyrics Horrorshow – New Normal Tour Freestyle
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Wassup people? How you doing? New Normal Tour. Come party with the squad. We got Coda Conduct, Triple One, and of course, your boys, Horrorshow.
If you didn’t know, better learn your
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Cats stepping to me, like «Where the raps at?»
Head full of noise, got me having flashbacks
Been through ups and downs, something like the NASDAQ
Come back, tongue that’s sharp like a thumbtack
Skin lily-white, but the flow is matte black
Ratbag since the days of the backpack
Make me wonder what they got up in that bumbag
10 years plus I been repping Sydney
Getting love, getting up, getting busy
Record spots with my brother A. Diddy
We done tore down every single venue in your city
On to the next, on, on to the next one
If you want it, best believe that you can come and get some
Murder on the track, run it back, then it’s red rum
You all that? Well, I’m all that and then some
World’s gone mad, and that’s the new normal
Very thin line between awesome and awful
Just a mere mortal, no time to dawdle
On my Rick and Morty, I’m opening portals, hey
Yo, tryna get to greener pastures
See, when times get hard we go harder
So you better barter, beg, or borrow
‘Cause we hit the road starting tomorrow, peace
Been through ups and downs, something like the NASDAQ
Come back, tongue that’s sharp like a thumbtack
Skin lily-white, but the flow is matte black
Ratbag since the days of the backpack
Make me wonder what they got up in that bumbag
10 years plus I been repping Sydney
Getting love, getting up, getting busy
Record spots with my brother A. Diddy
We done tore down every single venue in your city
On to the next, on, on to the next one
If you want it, best believe that you can come and get some
Murder on the track, run it back, then it’s red rum
You all that? Well, I’m all that and then some
World’s gone mad, and that’s the new normal
Very thin line between awesome and awful
Just a mere mortal, no time to dawdle
On my Rick and Morty, I’m opening portals, hey
Yo, tryna get to greener pastures
See, when times get hard we go harder
So you better barter, beg, or borrow
‘Cause we hit the road starting tomorrow, peace