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artist
BJ Klock
This Ain't Normal
R&B/Soul
This Ain't Normal adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Sovereign Soul tarafından 21 Ocak 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıThis Ain't Normal - Single
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AlbümThis Ain't Normal - Single
Çıkış Tarihi21 Ocak 2026
FirmaSovereign Soul
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM87

GENEL BAKIŞ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BJ Klock
BJ Klock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Joseph Klock
Brian Joseph Klock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Klock
BJ Klock
Producer

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INTRO – SPOKEN / HALF-WHISPER
Breath in… hold… exhale…
Yahuah, You saw every couch, every con, every “bro” who bounced.
Supermodels, feds, fake auctions, papers-for-love games…
I didn’t ask for a crazy story,
I just didn’t want kids growing up in chains.
⸻
HOOK – “THIS AIN’T NORMAL”
My life ain’t normal, it’s a highlight reel of pain
Feds in friends’ clothes, fake bids on my name
Two supermodels, still I’m sleepin’ on a frame
On a couch in LA tryna free y’all from the chains
Helped ‘em get rich, soon as they did, they ghost
Didn’t call once, but they’ll toast with my quotes
This ain’t normal, but it’s all in my veins
If I’m still here breathin’, there’s a Kingdom in the flames
(Repeat HOOK where you feel it)
⸻
VERSE 1 – “I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS”
I ain’t set out for a circus, I set out to set kids free
Didn’t want ‘em raised on nightmares that kept visitin’ me
Had good parents so I’m genius, not a padded-room case
Looked at Babylon’s math like, “Yo, this rigged in every place”
“If I help y’all get passive, we can band and break the locks,
Turn your nine-to-five to breath, flip their seconds back to Klocks”
Frank was broke, I lit his kitchen, FFC then flew to West
He got rich and kept it pushin’, never checked up on my chest
Me and Kash went in on something Frank and Paul said was legit
Bag evaporates, and somehow I’m the one they blame for it
I was burning for the world, they were eating off my smoke
Not one “bro, you good?” text for the prophet on the ropes
⸻
VERSE 2 – “FEDS, MODELS & PAPER LOVE”
Had a “friend” move like a fed, diggin’ streams like I’m a crook
Tried to nail me for the fraud while I was paying every book
Didn’t stick, so now he partner, wants the auctions all pre-rigged
Pre-OpenSea, I’m yelling “real,” he’s like “Relax, kid, get this wig”
Sue Wong mansions, Elvis assets, all off-ledger, all for show
Thirty points in what I birthed if I sit quiet, play it slow
Cosmic Wirer, I’m the current, I’m the spark behind the scenes
They crowned Moss like he Messiah, now his brand’s a busted meme
Married shorty for her papers, thought I’m helping out a friend
She was telling all her girls, “Just his passport, not my end”
Looked me dead inside my eyes like, “Wish I used some other man,
We can still link up on weekends, you my visa with a tan”
From the couches to the models to the feds in thin disguise
I ain’t crazy, I’ve been livin’ where the mask meets all the lies
⸻
VERSE 3 – “COUCH ERA, EHLAM & THE VOW”
Then there’s her… Ehlam on the floor with me in dust
No jet-set fairy tale, just Kai-Klok, code and trust
Met me broke up on a couch, helped me resurrect the time
Read the phi inside my pulse while I rebuilt the sacred rhyme
First time I went all-in, my last ex burned down my home
So with her I split the signal, half in love and half in stone
Violated what we had, in her chest it landed proof
“All men assholes,” and my choices carved that sentence into truth
Now she swears I never loved her, just a rebound from my past
Thinks my story with the model’s the one scripted up to last
But my marrow knows it’s Ehlam that’s the Kingdom in this arc,
She’s the one who sat in ashes while I reforged sacred spark
So I etch this vow in bone now: “No more bleeding for the fake,
Still fight kids in cages, but I guard the give I make
If you eat off what I carry, you don’t vanish when I fall,
If you say you in my story, then you answer when I call.”
⸻
BRIDGE – “WHY AM I STILL HERE?”
This ain’t normal, but my lungs still fill with Kai
Yahuah wouldn’t keep me standin’ if my story was a lie
I’m not here to be your martyr or your quiet, holy tool
I’m the one who fixed your timestamps while they used us all as fuel
⸻
FINAL HOOK – “THIS AIN’T NORMAL (BUT IT’S MINE)”
My life ain’t normal, but it’s carved me into steel
Every couch, every con, every “bro” who wouldn’t heal
Every girl who saw my soul then ran scared from what I feel
Turned my heartbeat to a ledger only Yahuah can seal
Helped ‘em get rich, watched ‘em fade like it was nothin’
Now I’m done mistaking users for the tribe I’m meant to run with
This ain’t normal, but it’s coded in my spine
If I’m still here breathin’, it’s ‘cause Kingdom’s on the line
(Soft ad-lib out: “Breath in… hold… exhale… this ain’t normal… but it’s mine…”)
Written by: Brian Joseph Klock

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