Pete Flux & Parental Counter
[Scratched: Venom]
[Verse]
Felines and females rewind for details
Keep fresh with each breath, your speech stale
Rap detests cause he bests and beat frail poets
Lunch pail holder, my man I go to work
Holy grail flow'er, I'm sure we'll die of thirst though
I curse dough, man the devil struck the first blow
Chalice overrunneth with hunnits upon hunnits
Trap ourselves, well inside the paper dungeon
Function, to consume what's redundant
Sunk into quicksand? Never give a hand out
Twenty on the wrist and bet they help the man out
This nigga Flux wrote the stanzas that'll standout
Standard wit cha man now, candid with my damn mouth
Runnin' it, my punishment is how it's gonna pan out
Right now, but I'm here, for the long term
So get acquainted, no fear cause you're gon' learn
[Hook]
You could be a fan in the bleachers
Turned to man with some features
On a roll, like that
Cause this is the land of the dreamers
Got a plan for a beamer? Go ahead. Write raps
But that's a lot of glass ceiling
Watch you lose that feeling chasing down a mirage
Would you rather see your face? Or spend your life peeling off facades?
