Waters (Science Mix)

[Intro: Godfather Don]
Yeah
Wadin' in the waters
GFD, Godfather Don in the building
Givin' parental guidance
Through instrumental violence
Remember, keep it silent

[Verse 1: Godfather Don]
The sicker the thought, the sicker the man
And my particular course is still a command, but I
Spit it ballistic, rip a commish of conniptions
Missin' a minimum, magically makin' a mystic
I'm seein' product, never the new nada
Cellophane rappers never would do propers
If it's true, holler, you tellin' 'em who hotter to do
That blew lava and left with the booth shot up
Wade in the waters, facin' thе hate and the slaughter
Wait'll you makin' a platе in a nation of paupers
This is the mind of Minolta, a throwback, Travolta
Burnin' your bread without a toaster, yeah
The world's a mess and the people are tighter than chokers
The rulers are ill and none of these **** is sober
Revelatory, but nevertheless is the glory
Or being the blessed and correctin' the rest of the story

[Chorus: Pete Flux]
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker

Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker

[Verse 2: Pete Flux]
This is light work, like half of a gram
'Cause parental's beats knock hard, it's battering rams
My flow's tighter than the bathroom on catamarans
So I illustrate on straits to capture your fans on fractured lands
Yeah, this world is very divisive
Parrying the crisis literary devices
To tributaries, the nicest is the plan
And I can feel the tension bubblin' in the sand
Still gotta carve out a life out an iceberg
'Cause the oil man wants a hike, not a price curve
Nice words disguise evil intent
But hip hop's alive, swear, we won't relent
With a defense against your denial of the bile
Mixed in streams of data, both sides of the equator
Flux in the dawn, theories are never crackpot
Sixteen from us is the world in a snapshot

[Chorus: Pete Flux]
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker

Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker

Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker

Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker