Lyrics Perfect Sentance - Lazy Habits

Perfect Sentance

PLease savour the first taste
And pace your first race placing
Feeling nerves that have you pacing runner backstage
And we were all scared of being slaves
Learning to contain all our rages in those deep and dark places
Till they bust loose float to the surface sail like ghost ships
Fermenting out the seven seas of wordplay I’ve been surfing
In my life sentence, deing to find the perfect sentence
Observing a learning curve that seemed to suddenly
PLays relentless, tried to get away but stayed put like a prinsoner in a getty
boot
But like an astronaut in space suits, had you all fooled
Thinking I’d been gone for months whilst living up on the moon
When I rarely even left my front room, shadow looming over paper trails
I’ll tell tales to the people doing an ocean’s well
A siren song to hypnotise, to contradict the lies, guided hands are binded by
your right hand side to capture time
Easy when you do, easy when you don’t
Whatever gets you up to the front lines
Try and take your time hard working on your rhyme
And maybe you will find the perfect sentance
Because it’s not Easy when you do, easy when you don’t
Whatever gets you up to the front lines
Try and take your time hard working on your rhyme
And maybe you will find
Who
Knows whose prose are gonna get chose like Moses
Give you a hint I’m standing next to a burning bush of roses
Stamp on toes and break noses I spit flows like hoses
I’m the explosives in the back of the mind of Joseph
Urging in the virgin birth, verging on the verge of virtual insanity
Absurd bursts that you heard first in virtual reality
Got a walk grip, walk with a walk stick
To talk to the court in the chalk pit for how I stalked and savage
Rad Brad with a pitbull and a pitchfork learnt the rich talk and the crip walk
Flip walk everytime I passed the picks I’m on the downlow like russian migs
Flying over wigwams and getting us filled up with the nation of Islam
Cutting up like jealous wives with knives cats pretending they’ve got nine lives
You want a joyride ask einstein about handbrake turns
Hitting you hard when you land brake and burn
Hard to discern in the depths of Jules Verne
Because it’s easy when you do, easy when you don’t
Whatever gets you up to the front lines
Try and take your time hard working on your rhyme
And maybe you will find the perfect sentance
Because it’s not Easy when you do, easy when you don’t
Whatever gets you up to the front lines
Try and take your time hard working on your rhyme
And maybe you will find
The erratic attic dweller
The interstellar search to find the perfect sentence
Building bridges burning fences
As I stay pensive working this rhyme factory
Actively avoiding all matter that doesn’t matter factually
The scratchback factory receives its beat but never preach
Wherever we breach we keep it relative still like sedative
Stay on a state like I was meditive conversively alert
Though in my eye you all will never give
Because it’s not Easy when you do, easy when you don’t
Whatever gets you up to the front lines
Try and take your time hard working on your rhyme
And maybe you will find