King Bee

[Intro] People just couldn’t accept the fact. It had to end. So maybe someday, to die. To be really dead, that must be glorious. To go on to a new life, without hanging around in these old bodies, caught up in immortality Strange Famous [Verse 1] What up? I invented ugly I keep it all to myself Nobody touch me Strange Famous to the grave takes us buddy Let’s make the hive look alive, I’m home, honey (Yeah i’m a king bee) (Buzz around your hive) And through the winter I survive With the family on my back You gettin’ nickeled and dimed Sign a manager for that They must have crippled your pride While they handle your task You ass carry no, weight They manufactured the swag You passed, on some gimmicky Critic pickin’ diminished shit [?] Hipster backlash, the finicky middle-income kids Love the hunting packs And lash onto some ignorance Ego tripping brats They rap like they artistic Suck my whizzle and shit I seen a few talking slicker than the views Word Associations cool But don’t get made into fool My dude, stay in school And enjoy the ride cousin And holla at the label When you capable Of saying something (Yeah I’m a king bee) (Buzz around your hive) [Verse 2] I don’t practice in the mirror Don’t rap to a focus group Don’t chase the moment, i’ll make the opposite, show it to you Sucka a poet that’s what the fuck you supposed to do You are in the footsteps of giants in the vocal booth Running with the style like you surely own it But you are not the father, Maury Povich (oh!) I never let ‘em sponsor me with the expensive honesty Never let ‘em censor me, or sense, that they accepted me They don’t wanna grind out on the road like I do They’d rather stay at home and hope to go viral Drive [?] like machine parts of me left behind my Years with my pairs and fuck it I feel fine (Buzz around your hive) (Yeah I’m a king bee) Yeah, yeah i am Ha ha ha ha ha (Buzz around your hive) They say you can judge a man by the company he keeps So the name of my DJ is Buddy Peace Did you see my honey? (Yeah) Did you see my honey? Yes sir! (Yeah i’m a king bee) (Yeah i’m a king bee) [Phone Talking] Drake You got it goin’ on baby You got those dick sucking lips That hot yellow skin That soft good hair Oh yeah I’d give it to you I’d throw it at you Then you’d throw it back and i would catch it with my ass cheeks This is Ms. Nicolle Pride And you are listening to House of Bees Vol. 2 [Outro] Hey let this show go man I was enjoying it I was just identifying my presence Uh mobile station check your mic cord you’re breaking up, uh, you’re barely understandable...