The job’s not finished

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The job’s not finished

I’m here but I’m not I’m cold when I’m hot Been wandering all day But I’m in the same spot Full of color feeling grey I’m gone when I stay I been up all damn night That’s how I start my day Afraid when I’m brave Full grown and yet shaved Free to be enslaved Keep sinnin’ when I’m saved I’m openly encased Act sane when I’m crazed A habitual phase Act slow and gain pace Random elections the best selections Walk a straight path With no direction I don’t tell secrets I make confessions Never make mistakes I need corrections Miss me I’m here Fearless I fear Everyone against me It’s my name they cheer Not knowing where I am Is a familiar place Turn my back on the world And laugh in its face I got flow like ocean tides to get those closing eyes open wide no surprise flow like coke and rye flow like tap water flow like taps of draft lager half of ya cats and all of the rats in the pack slaughtered Dying men your crew should try agin looping dying men on flutes n’ violins approve the violince move in syolince Flow is sea serpents swimming in deep currents flow is sweet syrup rap is sap leaking from trees where the birds and the bees chirping my flow is Moses parting the seas to free servants be certain your verse doesn’t need reworking mcees leave hurting or end up a r.i.p. pic on a t-shirt n’ see curtains fuck a clean version so sick the CDC needs to research him flow is oozing primal sewage crews is loosing spinal fluids flow is viral mucus rival troops is low on vital juices Stomping artists my flow is swamps n’ marshes, ponds and forgotten parts where they find your rotten carcass flow is time and space lost in darkness I’m here but I’m not I’m cold when I’m hot Been wandering all day But I’m in the same spot Full of color feeling grey I’m gone when I stay I been up all damn night That’s how I start my day Afraid when I’m brave Full grown and yet shaved Free to be enslaved Keep sinnin’ when I’m saved I’m openly encased Act sane when I’m crazed A habitual phase Act slow and gain pace Random elections the best selections Walk a straight path With no direction I don’t tell secrets I make confessions Never make mistakes I need corrections Miss me I’m here Fearless I fear Everyone against me It’s my name they cheer Not knowing where I am Is a familiar place Turn my back on the world And laugh in its face Spillin' wine from a chariot flying, a villian who's thrivin', dude's chillin' in silence, psilocybin arrival, the winds of will-power finds him, it whispers, "kill them with kindness', didn't bat an eyelid, but I did fill up the pages with seven straight days of violence Far off enough, I see myself in the distance, I ain't finished, I merely cherish persistence, barely any wit, very rarely cherry pick things, ladies sing like canaries when they're bare, n' l lip sync Discern the lies, keep the truth tides turnin', pursue learnin' Given each person virtues that nurtures em' purposefully From cold silence to warm symphonies, see revival Unrivaled epiphanies, explicitly, I'm visible, cancel idols, specifically, intristically, the blood in the veins, a mystery Mystical speaker's form, contorts into a mystical creature, easily, a beast withdrawn at the peak of dawn, seamlessly Try to give it to them straight, but players are gay for deceit Made all that 'thug life' money, yet they still be talkin' cheap

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I’m here but I’m not I’m cold when I’m hot Been wandering all day But I’m in the same spot Full of color feeling grey I’m gone when I stay I been up all damn night That’s how I start my day Afraid when I’m brave Full grown and yet shaved Free to be enslaved Keep sinnin’ when I’m saved I’m openly encased Act sane when I’m crazed A habitual phase Act slow and gain pace Random elections the best selections Walk a straight path With no direction I don’t tell secrets I make confessions Never make mistakes I need corrections Miss me I’m here Fearless I fear Everyone against me It’s my name they cheer Not knowing where I am Is a familiar place Turn my back on the world And laugh in its face I got flow like ocean tides to get those closing eyes open wide no surprise flow like coke and rye flow like tap water flow like taps of draft lager half of ya cats and all of the rats in the pack slaughtered Dying men your crew should try agin looping dying men on flutes n’ violins approve the violince move in syolince Flow is sea serpents swimming in deep currents flow is sweet syrup rap is sap leaking from trees where the birds and the bees chirping my flow is Moses parting the seas to free servants be certain your verse doesn’t need reworking mcees leave hurting or end up a r.i.p. pic on a t-shirt n’ see curtains fuck a clean version so sick the CDC needs to research him flow is oozing primal sewage crews is loosing spinal fluids flow is viral mucus rival troops is low on vital juices Stomping artists my flow is swamps n’ marshes, ponds and forgotten parts where they find your rotten carcass flow is time and space lost in darkness I’m here but I’m not I’m cold when I’m hot Been wandering all day But I’m in the same spot Full of color feeling grey I’m gone when I stay I been up all damn night That’s how I start my day Afraid when I’m brave Full grown and yet shaved Free to be enslaved Keep sinnin’ when I’m saved I’m openly encased Act sane when I’m crazed A habitual phase Act slow and gain pace Random elections the best selections Walk a straight path With no direction I don’t tell secrets I make confessions Never make mistakes I need corrections Miss me I’m here Fearless I fear Everyone against me It’s my name they cheer Not knowing where I am Is a familiar place Turn my back on the world And laugh in its face Spillin' wine from a chariot flying, a villian who's thrivin', dude's chillin' in silence, psilocybin arrival, the winds of will-power finds him, it whispers, "kill them with kindness', didn't bat an eyelid, but I did fill up the pages with seven straight days of violence Far off enough, I see myself in the distance, I ain't finished, I merely cherish persistence, barely any wit, very rarely cherry pick things, ladies sing like canaries when they're bare, n' l lip sync Discern the lies, keep the truth tides turnin', pursue learnin' Given each person virtues that nurtures em' purposefully From cold silence to warm symphonies, see revival Unrivaled epiphanies, explicitly, I'm visible, cancel idols, specifically, intristically, the blood in the veins, a mystery Mystical speaker's form, contorts into a mystical creature, easily, a beast withdrawn at the peak of dawn, seamlessly Try to give it to them straight, but players are gay for deceit Made all that 'thug life' money, yet they still be talkin' cheap

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