[Verse 1: Elucid]
Fight or fuck, hate and lust, gonna be a steamy one
Black bodies in the sun, I bet you really, really wanna touch
Instead you ball your palm into a fist to pull the gun
If I'm reaching, we even, I see no other reason
It's ingrained how they teach it, reset or be doomed to repeat it
Seen it all before
Something bout the water, boy
Something bout the water
Pools, fountains, toilets and beaches
Bleach 'em, more than willing, no business
Me and my villainous nigga friends
You silly but so serious
Before video some might call it a conspiracy
All the gods screaming are you hearing me?'
Eerily looped, hands off the youth
All pigs of ill repute
The leer looms, laying hands, a growing bulge in his pants
Fire shot off the bone under fragrant magnolia
The scene across some dreaded desire, sign read 'no diving'
Ironic beneath the surface
Dark like rape fantasies and miscegenation, salutations, white supremacy

[Chorus]
(Something bout the water)
Same as it ever was
(Something bout the water)
Same as it ever was
(Something bout the water)
Same as it ever was
(Something bout the water)
Same as it ever was
(Something bout the water)
Same as it ever was
(Something bout the water)
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