Everybody’s trying to turn up
And I just want a turnip
Fools is eating radishes
Indicating they need to learn up
I’m the raddest around
Round-robin I play with rabbits
Bad-habits form round the ones
That wish that they never had it
Have a radish, and die
If you call me a faggot
That’s a manifestation
Of your Sexual insecurity
I’m a divine being
No question about my purity
Learn from me
Theres no way that you can reach maturity.
I spit clues and virtues
Statutes I prescribe for society
Never die with me
My notoriety
Relies on the fall of mankind
This is decidedly
The last ditch effort
That I will get behind
Yeah
These blinds, we find in kind
Aside from landslides of titanic
Proportion distortion is present
But I’m hesitant to blame the president
Said again by the medics theres no cure
for this its evident
Shade thrown from the highest peaks
Like it’s easy to speak with plates filled
With the weak Easy to break under pressure
The stressors get better you take the cake
made by us fill up your head with lead for good measure
The latest from Lazy Habits documents “the fall of a fictional resort for the rich” in crisp and pulsing jazz tracks. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2022
From 2009, a classic performance of songs from J. Dilla's catalog by Miguel Atwood Ferguson and friends, featuring a 60-piece orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 22, 2022