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sad jig - new text document كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: sad jig]
i’m an artist or i’m nothing, doesn’t matter the medium
make all the art for the covers, spitting bars on the helium
no one taking me serious, man i’m not a comedian
swerving like i’m baby, man i’m crossing the median

man i’m craving the fame
but no one knowing my name
i been living day by day, but it’s just feeling the same
this life’s not a game
man, i got demons to tame
people come and they go just like they leaving the frame

and why?
people search my brain just like a bomb threat
finding nothing, bomb goes off and it’s just like they don’t get
but it’s me all along a b-tton with my palm pressed
panic attack, but parasympathetic: “don’t fret”

me vs my mind, it’s like the art of war
let my mind run, snap back then i’m on the floor
in the fetal position
lackin cognition
needin admission
0 to 100 put the key in ignition

[hook]
thoughts go blank like a new text doc
yung jig never known, it’s like he don’t talk
skinny boy, long hair, chipping off the block
when i’m not writing music i’m just checking the clock
x2

always rapping at night, never getting any sleep
living on the day to day, i just can’t make it thru the week
two hours max, deprivation got me feeling weak
lay my head down, man i just wish i was asleep

blue eyes, white boy spit some mf heat
rookie when i rap, but i’m never rapping off the beat
tall, skinny, handsome, with that voice so deep
rapping better with the pressure man put me in the hot seat

[verse 2: gnaw]
day by day, he plays it safe
not making waves, he making white water stay at bay
he’s taking way too long to
slay the page, for days, and weeks to months he may quit

major labels never came to save the day
his financial situation
harder than the songs he makes he contemplates on
whether not the rap game share the same fate

then he looking at the folder with the text doc
see the name with the flame on the desktop
now sad jig x gnaw whipping up a ted talk
mad jigsaw puzzle make your head throb

ain’t no stopping me to chill out with a rest stop
never quitting with the craft like a sweatshop
digging deeper ’til i hit the f-cking bedrock (ay)
b-tch i found the key, and now i’m out of deadlock

[hook]
thoughts go blank like a new text doc
yung gnaw never known, it’s like he don’t talk
skinny boy, short hair, chipping off the block
when he’s not writing music, he just checking the clock, yeah
x2

- sad jig

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