Not Done Yet 1 by jimmy

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Not Done Yet 1

jimmy

Hip Hop,male vocals

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[Intro — sparse piano, low kick]
Late-night highway, dashboard glow, radio low
I count my breaths between stoplights, pray through the snow
Empty church pews, echo of footsteps I know
Hospital fluorescent, holding hands that won't let go
[Verse 1 — half-time, breathy delivery]
I sat on a vinyl chair by a curtain pulled thin,
Watch a machine trace the rhythm where a heartbeat had been.
Tally marks on my sleeve, every scar a ledger line,
Late-night confessions in the passenger seat of my mind.
Mama said, "Boy, keep your head," but nights got cold and long,
I traded lullabies for alarms and a trembling song.
Papers on the table — eviction, late rent, I bend,
Prayed to a ceiling fan that spun like a question to defend.
My shadows taught me how to kneel, hands callused from the fall,
I bartered pride for prayer in the hallway outside the hall.
[Pre-Chorus — rising strings]
I whispered names into the dark, they echoed back as pain,
But in the quiet something said my losses weren't in vain.
[Chorus — choir-backed, anthemic, punchy; repeatable hook]
I'm not done yet
(I'm not done yet — choir hums)
Grace writes my debt
(Grace writes my debt — voices answer)
[Verse 2 — double-time, urgent cadences]
Told myself I was finished while I drove past 4 a.m.,
Dash lit like a verdict, windshield praying for a stem
Of light to cut these streets where every redlight stings,
I replayed every knock, every slammed door that silence brings.
I scraped my knees on church steps, face to the gravel ground,
Heard a promise in the gutter, small but profound.
Not by might, not by power, but by a whisper fierce and slight,
A sticky-figured mercy pulled me up from the bite.
I counted every bill, every broken promise, every bruise,
But a scar became a map of where I learned to choose.
[Pre-Chorus — build]
So if you find me at the crossroads, hands stained and regret,
Know the ledger’s not the ending — I ain't settled that yet.
[Bridge — 8–12 bars, drop everything, naked confession]
[no instruments — voice cracks, isolated breath]
I screamed in a hospital hall, told God I was done,
I cussed at empty ceilings, asked why the chosen ones run.
I failed my father in his kitchen; I walked out of my home,
Left a daughter with questions I couldn't answer on the phone.
I kept a list of favors heaven never seemed to clear,
But you taught me how to listen when the night refused to hear.
[breath — choir enters softly on the last line]
[Final Chorus — full band, choir uplifting]
I'm not done yet (I'm not done, I'm not done)
Grace rewrites my debt (grace rewrites, grace rewrites)
I'm not done yet (lift your hands, sing)
Grace rewrites my debt
[Post-Chorus — spoken over swelling strings]
My shadows taught me how to kneel, the scars draw cartography,
Shackles traded for a scar that maps my faith and history.
Not by my counting, not by my scheme —
By a love that walks through midnight into morning's beam.
[Outro — sparse piano returns, soft choir hum]
So when the road is empty and the toll bothches the soul,
Know there’s
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