Fear The Labour

[00:41.69] I don't fear the labour
[00:43.50] check the dirt beneath the finger nails
[00:45.31] sweat stained shirt, and amnesia when talking the word fail
[00:48.92] you can't feign the fame
[00:49.82] yet they fan the flame so i train my brain / in the tiger snake and crane / the more wisdom, the less gained
[00:57.90] if measured down to the change
[00:58.89] the kind that jingles in your pocket
[01:01.56] and that which rings within yourself(?)
[01:03.36] during the evenings, around sunset, i get flashes from past memories
[01:07.94] serves up a slideshow, like a wide eyed nocturnal rain forest creature
[01:12.41] old country kid in the city for the very first time, i'm hypnotized by the soft glow
[01:17.88] in my mind's silver screen, ready to sit back and recognize the sequence of events, that led me here
[01:24.11] although the way they're presented will play like a dream
[01:27.72] surreal as a painted desert
[01:28.64] condemned to wander, through as an immortal, accompanied by nothing other than my footprints
[01:33.24] you can only make so many before the storms form and erase the way that you came
[01:37.71] forced to do it again
[01:40.45] come take a trip, down memory lane
[01:42.28] my? more like a pot-hole riddled highway, divided into four sections
[01:47.73] save social business and stay with it, and these potholes i'm down to fix it
[01:52.26] i don't fear the labor, check the dirt beneath the finger nails
[01:55.85] sweat stained shirt, and memory lapse when it comes to the meaning of fail
[02:00.39] you can't feign the fame, game is to train my brain in the tiger snake and crane
[02:04.82] incase i got to fend off them raps, snap like bear traps, besides that
[02:10.36] it's a better form of meditation than other methods i'm aware of
[02:13.07] and deserves my dedication
[02:15.75] even when I'm not makin records i aid in my music's preservation
[02:18.47] exercising vigilance
[02:20.30] watching for poachers and posers
[02:22.17] supposedly could be the opposition
[02:23.93] listen
[02:25.70] that's the sound when i drop words to rhythm
[02:28.47] nod in my direction, we going this way
[02:30.25] been collected to help correct the foul play
[02:32.93] our magnetism will leave your compass in disarray
[02:38.40] (disarray)
[02:42.05] intuition; into telepathy
[03:06.41] when we speak, you imagine me
[03:09.27] act like I'm talking
[03:10.11] that voice in your head has my accent
[03:13.76] indistinguishable (low rumbleee)
[03:16.48] I'd whisper work it for the world,
[03:19.19] hurled through space at the speed of speech, blast off!
[03:21.87] lookin like a slacker, wander like a prophet, labeled as a rapper for lack of, something else to call it
[03:30.00] i tend to return myself to the cycle upon his request(?)
[03:33.63] but best when i'm at my worst like an alcoholic
[03:35.41] no longer faultered
[03:36.31] by the force
[03:37.28] and not opposed, to thinkin awkward
[03:39.00] beamin off on a random uncharted course, like a lost photon caravan
[03:44.55] seeking a retina, still attached to a person to validate my excursion
[03:49.05] i'm just another incarnation of you, that's the reason we can move to this in unison
[03:53.55] and if you choose
[03:56.35] find a leader to take me to
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