Need a little more uhh swagger on it
Some charisma
Just a little more bravado if you got the bravado
In you you know got the bravado
This an elevated train of thought
On the internet that's where I left my brain to rot
My attention span is ehhh well that explains a lot
How do I phrase it guns blazing boy I came in hot
Check the Fahrenheit I'm using up a terabyte of space
Inside my mind when I get mentally prepared to write
I've got an electrician here to repair the lights
Cause I've been blacking out so much its now an issue
Proof the boys a feign
I keep a list inside my wallet of people that attempted to destroy my dreams
Drink La Croix and clean the living room avoid the screens
When I was young I used to wanna skate for Toy Machine
Or Birdhouse but it turns out my grind was better spent
On tracks getting these words out the words out
I'm at the pub on my third stout
Burnt out but still never heard of the word doubt I'm pushing through
My main job is to find beats and share a little knowledge helping others to find peace
The time sheets filled with endless hours and fine tweaks
Since I was on a yellow school bus with assigned seats I studied rap
That's no exaggeration a lot of people think the way I do
But somewhere down the road lost their imagination
I'm here to help them rediscover it rekindle it recover it
I know you had the flame until they smothered it
Tell Spotify to give me a raise those stream payouts barely minimum wage
Locked in I really live in my cave had an epiphany in 2021
Around the time that I wrote Digging My Grave I'm still digging my ways
Through this industry the stress is showing visibly my hairs starting to fill in with grays
But f*ck it
Age graceful stay grateful
Messed around made a ton of mistakes but still I ain't shameful
I want designer then I saw how much that shit cost
F*ck it lets just hit Ross at least we won't get ripped off right?
Beat the pussy up I hit it with a hip toss
I'm such a catch she probably wish the rubber slipped off
Keep it moving if I'm picked off
Cooking polish stew the one that's got the thick sauce
That's just a random unrelated final quick thought
JZAC - BIGOS Lyrics
JZAC - BIGOS Lyrics
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Need a little more uhh swagger on it
Some charisma
Just a little more bravado if you got the bravado
In you you know got the bravado
This an elevated train of thought
On the internet that's where I left my brain to rot
My attention span is ehhh well that explains a lot
How do I phrase it guns blazing boy I came in hot
Check the Fahrenheit I'm using up a terabyte of space
Inside my mind when I get mentally prepared to write
I've got an electrician here to repair the lights
Cause I've been blacking out so much its now an issue
Proof the boys a feign
I keep a list inside my wallet of people that attempted to destroy my dreams
Drink La Croix and clean the living room avoid the screens
When I was young I used to wanna skate for Toy Machine
Or Birdhouse but it turns out my grind was better spent
On tracks getting these words out the words out
I'm at the pub on my third stout
Burnt out but still never heard of the word doubt I'm pushing through
My main job is to find beats and share a little knowledge helping others to find peace
The time sheets filled with endless hours and fine tweaks
Since I was on a yellow school bus with assigned seats I studied rap
That's no exaggeration a lot of people think the way I do
But somewhere down the road lost their imagination
I'm here to help them rediscover it rekindle it recover it
I know you had the flame until they smothered it
Tell Spotify to give me a raise those stream payouts barely minimum wage
Locked in I really live in my cave had an epiphany in 2021
Around the time that I wrote Digging My Grave I'm still digging my ways
Through this industry the stress is showing visibly my hairs starting to fill in with grays
But f*ck it
Age graceful stay grateful
Messed around made a ton of mistakes but still I ain't shameful
I want designer then I saw how much that shit cost
F*ck it lets just hit Ross at least we won't get ripped off right?
Beat the pussy up I hit it with a hip toss
I'm such a catch she probably wish the rubber slipped off
Keep it moving if I'm picked off
Cooking polish stew the one that's got the thick sauce
That's just a random unrelated final quick thought
Some charisma
Just a little more bravado if you got the bravado
In you you know got the bravado
This an elevated train of thought
On the internet that's where I left my brain to rot
My attention span is ehhh well that explains a lot
How do I phrase it guns blazing boy I came in hot
Check the Fahrenheit I'm using up a terabyte of space
Inside my mind when I get mentally prepared to write
I've got an electrician here to repair the lights
Cause I've been blacking out so much its now an issue
Proof the boys a feign
I keep a list inside my wallet of people that attempted to destroy my dreams
Drink La Croix and clean the living room avoid the screens
When I was young I used to wanna skate for Toy Machine
Or Birdhouse but it turns out my grind was better spent
On tracks getting these words out the words out
I'm at the pub on my third stout
Burnt out but still never heard of the word doubt I'm pushing through
My main job is to find beats and share a little knowledge helping others to find peace
The time sheets filled with endless hours and fine tweaks
Since I was on a yellow school bus with assigned seats I studied rap
That's no exaggeration a lot of people think the way I do
But somewhere down the road lost their imagination
I'm here to help them rediscover it rekindle it recover it
I know you had the flame until they smothered it
Tell Spotify to give me a raise those stream payouts barely minimum wage
Locked in I really live in my cave had an epiphany in 2021
Around the time that I wrote Digging My Grave I'm still digging my ways
Through this industry the stress is showing visibly my hairs starting to fill in with grays
But f*ck it
Age graceful stay grateful
Messed around made a ton of mistakes but still I ain't shameful
I want designer then I saw how much that shit cost
F*ck it lets just hit Ross at least we won't get ripped off right?
Beat the pussy up I hit it with a hip toss
I'm such a catch she probably wish the rubber slipped off
Keep it moving if I'm picked off
Cooking polish stew the one that's got the thick sauce
That's just a random unrelated final quick thought
Writer: Jerry Zajac
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