Purexed

[P.O.S.] I'm trying not to slip, been trying not to lose footing Loose land keeps that pressure on my kicks But when I fall I tend to land like a ton of bricks Stand like a man made of concrete and sediment Like fuck your skin, nobody needs it There's bones, muscle and blood, what's realer than fat and tendons? It's raw, no soft tissue to draw your eyes to it So far flesh ain't the truest at all, let's rip into it We all sick of the missed shots Passed over like the last man picked, no team, so pissed off That's not honesty, that's just soft curves Got your world flipped, got you making mixtapes for girls And that's the skin again, let's blame the skin again Stretching itself so fluidly over these awkward ligaments And I didn't shave today, I probably won't tomorrow When it's safe to say I'm never gonna shed these extra- Yeah, so [Hook 1] Fuck it, back to the wall Crush it, laugh at 'em all Hush, let 'em try to find the beauty in your face Yeah, something more than a song Hating? Aw come on Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bass line [Hook 2] Aw, but when the words don't change We don't sing with what will fade away Yeah, we do our own damn thing We don't blink at what tomorrow might bring at all Aw, but when the words don't change We don't sing with what will fade away Yeah, we do our own damn thing We don't blink at what tomorrow might bring at all [P.O.S.] In us we trust, no rush for bucks No sweat, just enough, them words from love No hits, I let the track stand Like how it was written is how it hit me Or road cycle kids with the grip to skid fixies A rogue wild kid with a stroll that let it roll like whatever Huh... they kick that gingivitis, them rappers got the 'itis Catch me bumping Isis in a crisis Instead of watching y'all count and lead sheep at the same time What's the science of that? I know that (Shh) is sweet, but where the movement is at? We in that coma capital, spotless home team With hands steadily purexed but never quite clean Bloody as hell, rarely will I care for that... I don't know man... me and Joe like real shit [Hook 1] Fuck it, back to the wall Crush it, laugh at 'em all Hush, let 'em try to find the beauty in your face Yeah, something more than a song Hating? Aw come on Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bass line [Hook 2] Aw, but when the words don't change We don't sing with what will fade away Yeah, we do our own damn thing We don't blink at what tomorrow might bring at all [Hook 1] Fuck it, back to the wall Crush it, laugh at 'em all Hush, let 'em try to find the beauty in your face Yeah, something more than a song Hating? Aw come on Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bass line [Hook 2] Aw, but when the words don't change We don't sing with what will fade away Yeah, we do our own damn thing We don't blink at what tomorrow might bring at all At all. Ta-dah! Dah!