P.O.S. - Purexed lyrics
[P.O.S. - Purexed lyrics]
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 it'self 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
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
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
In us we trust, no rush for bucks
No sweat, just enough, them words from love
No hit's, 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
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
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
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
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!
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 it'self 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
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
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
In us we trust, no rush for bucks
No sweat, just enough, them words from love
No hit's, 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
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
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
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
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!