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the barrel
Ya'll soft rot-fruit's couldn't even walk
Upon this straight n narrow
I tip toe lines balancing depression
And "too cool to hang out with"
Ya'll

the river stopped its full of poison film
The dirt is soft my body rots ready for the next kill

a wood screw
Twisting, turning, squeaking
Forming a fissure down my center
That you hoped was soft as rot
You were caught in a knot

Parts of me are dead

the sweltering night
Soft bodies rot faster than thought
Bring the drink to your mouth you shill

A little boy playing with cars
Meantime Elon I'm already on mars

Mind the gaps
Check for cracks
We're showing our age
Soft from rot
Long forgot
We're showing our age
Summertime, covered in vines
Keep the green

said nothing's changed in age,
I said, 'Amen'
I'm still trying,
I'll make it soft in the rot, but
when he's talking tough
I'll turn my pockets inside

I walked for miles, an endless trudge, through the mist and fetid mud to try and find a way, find a way
The path I wondered racked with rot, soft

16 Years

Sage Francis

Li(f)e

2010

the sex kittens all purring at the door
There's something outside that we all want 
But inside there's an ex who marks a soft spot
Till it rots

say, never here to stay 
Just a bunch of bullshit to take the pain away 
Temporary fix focused on the outside
While the soft bits left rot away

horribly wrong, better call on our God
Truth's begun to go soft, proverbs turning to rot

Attention seeking
Public speaking
Open feelings
Save me from these

that
Rot into soft soil 
Toxic implantations make us dull in strained efforts
To present ourselves as something other than othered. 
I will not hesitate

mines 
Quick to switch up and turn soft 
Hopefully they end up rot 
Homie face up coffin lock

They don't wanna see thrive 
They don't wanna see me rise

blat blat
Blat blat blat blat blat
Blat blat blat blat
Yah tellem cuhz
Doing it big or that just seasonal talk
The cream of the crop
Them fruits soft we

Spiral down at half life 
Low blow 
Cut throat 
Facedown ditch you float 
Bad clot 
Skin soft 
Buried down, smell the rot 

You're so 
You're so 

Fast til

Bullet through the temple that's a soft spot, leave you to rot in the parking lot
Firearm came from the SWAT, from the stock to the barrel it's top notch

Break it off, all my fault
Flayed em all, keep it locked
Sugar soft, rip apart
Melt in water, now I'm all gone
Hold me close don't let me melt
I'm

the thought in your gut

And the steps I have trod in the rot
Mark the days I have spent in your heart
The soft trill of courageous applause
Makes a meal out

make your brain rot
Hard to defeat because it ain't soft
Master the Qi with how the aim lock
Heart to the beat that's how I stay hot
Art of the streets

Not this time, I can't take it
I need to be awakened
I know you won't make it
Your soft flesh is forsaken
I'm out for your blood
I can't get enough

In my spaceship I take off
I go so opposite of goin soft
I got some money to wash
Chasing this paper
No walk in the park
I say what I want
And they

But with soft salty skin that tastes divine. 
Devour me whole, drag me to the earth 
cnd let me rot in your arms for a while.
So get on your knees

unseen
Soft and depraved
An empire crumbles to dust
The floodgates are open
What a surprise
Goodbye to the glorious past
Through the ashes of empires
Same

Drink from the cup
Soft to the touch
Don't ask for too much
When the rot takes my skin
I'll slither outside and be one with the wind
When the rot takes my

ready for anna, niggas know they not
I'mma let em rot, pull up on the spot
This not Memphis nigga but niggas knowing it's hot
I'mma bring the anna but