Buck 65 - House of Bees lyrics

Birds and the bees Nerds and mp3s Surfing the seas of watermarked promo cds that leaked Like best kept secrets ain't worth art thats physical Hardcopy material given a proper burial Long live the satisfaction that songs give Records in my attic got scratched and haunted Radio stations that are captured on my tape recorder A long time listener, first time caller Hung up for the last time Nervous and out of breath My writing had no purpose it was murder and lots of d**h Turned to god and turned godless The audience beneath the surface wanted d**h It kept me honest Truth be told never made a deal with satan I turned my loose leaf gold Got a carton full of songs sitting on the counter of a store Shut them down now Only looseys sold I said What the hell we gonna do now? How many units can we move now? They wanna make money money But there's a limit when you keep taking honey from the house of bees A lot of sh** is out of tune since the weather started changing The flowers are confused don't know when they're pollinating They bloom before the frost get caught depopulation Ripple effect the systems connect the scene started changing Bees stop behaving in a way that made sense Queens disrespected while the babies raid the nest No defense the record store is under attack The dj's a complete hack but none of y'all beeswax The colony collapse when the label got sued For the pollen on the track now its losing value The music press the publicist deluded bad review They plundered and ask but nothing but the hunger to consume Ma** produce ma** appeal manufacture junk products Static loops lack the real so the fans would rather shoplift Sold the whole thing and forgot what it was Now you got no sting and you're trying to start a buzz Like What we gonna do now? How many units can we move now? They wanna make money money But there's a limit when you Keep taking honey from the house of bees