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Purexed
by P.O.S.

I'm trying not to slip, been trying not to lose footing
Loose land keeps the 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 theres, bones and muscles 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're all sick of them missed shots
Passed over like the last man picked, no team, so pissed off
And that's not honesty, that's just soft curves got your world flipped
Got you makin' 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 prolly won't tomorrow and it's safe to say
I'm never gonna shed this 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
Hatin'? Aw come on
Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bassline

Aw, but then them words don't change
We won'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 then them words don't change
We won'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 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 rouge wild kid with a stroll that let it roll, like whatever

They kick that gingivitis, them rappers got the itis
Catch me bumpin' Isis in a crisis
Instead of watchin' y'all count and lead sheep at the same time
What's the science of that?

I know the... is sweet, but where the movement at?
We in that coma capital
Spotless home team with hands steadily purexed, but never quite clean
Bloody as hell rarely will I ever care for that

I don't know, man
Me and Joe like the real shit

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
Hatin'? Aw come on
Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bassline

Aw, but then them words don't change
We won'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

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
Hatin'? Aw come on
Dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bassline

Aw, but then them words don't change
We won'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

Ta da

Contributed by Oliver T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Darrel Be

I sincerely think this is one of the most sincere and beautiful songs EVER made. Its an ode to authenticity, contentment and acceptance of self... Powerful music right here for sure

Revere Tha MC

@Jacob Paul True. This is some truly unique stuff right here.

form TEN

I'm having one of the worst days of my life and listening to this on repeat

Marian

I'm so glad it found me 7 years ago!!!

Jacob Paul

You don't find music like this. It finds you

Tyler Self

amen!

Daniel Duran

Still jamming to this lyrical genius since day 1..

Rhymesayers Entertainment

We actually shot 6 videos for "Never Better" The 4 that are out are... Goodbye Drumroll Optimist Purexed

Christo

I remember there was a time when he would say, "catch me bumping Isis in a crisis" without any terrorist group popping up in my head.

T0nyMc716

Isis was the spy agency on Archer too....before the CIA actually created them

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