Perfect Sentance - Lazy Habits

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