J. Yoki - Killer Bee Lyrics

Time to a paint picture
We hop on a plane headed away from home
Just us, two alone
Momma where we goin'?
She says United States, opportunity flowin'
Off the trees be growing
We so blind not knowing
This is a strange place
Interact in strange ways
Every day is mayday
Sun beaming, May-rays
Families sinking, companies not givin' pay raise

How that work tell me?
(What?)
People buying in the streets
Others dying into space
Please tell me
It's a jungle out here
Be careful not to trip up, slip up or stumble out there
Get humbled out there!

Alright
Grab the brush
Let's go
I'm just here to you what my life is like
Seasons gone change, some filled with strife
Wind blows
Backstabbed, familiar knife
Finally switched roles, Mekhi Phifer
Acting out just to get a rise
Out of who?
Ayy

What do you need?
Different degree
Under the sea
Looking to freeze
Turn up the Heat
Florida Beach
Up by three
Finally free
The key? No need
The door, I swing
The bell, on ding
The phone, on ring
The bird, on sing
The flap, on wing
Puppet, strings on me

Such a strange thing that you did
You playing more than checkers in this motherfucking shit
I take it back just to say I motherfucking did
I can't relax, until, until all my levels cleared
All my levels cleared
(Huh?)
Yeah
Just get outta here
Love ain't ova' here
What-the, fuck was so unclear?
Crystal, rose color tin-ted
You a witch wit' it
Get yo broom and other mystic shit, with it and dip

Slip so slick wit' it
Thinking the temp be mix wit' it
Living so crazy, Rick wit' it
Spraying the flows, I spit wit' it
Runny the nose, I'm ick wit' it
Distant shows, remote switch wit' it
Fast goes time, hear the tick wit' it
Need more, Adam-ant Click wit' it
Click wit' it
Click wit' it
And again
The clique, is so quick to switch upon you, in the end
The trickas be treating, you so sweet till ya descend
Yo actions made the outcome, so go-go contend

But it ain't me, you see
Who getting schooled by UC?
Mental state stay gold
Proof?
Right hand, count three
Falling chess piece, ya Queen is mine
Give it time
Struggle with you?
Why?
The Louvre steady on mind

What's mine is mine
I took one-nine in time to rhyme
It's my design
None, in turn, can grab pen, sign line
It's mine
It's mine!
Little brother Matthew, this fine?
Told I ain't be lying
Told I'll kill track
Slide by
Not before I say bye
Sike!
I ain't done, still got time
and the rhymes
Still coming down the grapevine of my mind
Look in my eyes
Am I lying, baby? (Am I lying?)
Am I lying, lady? (Am I lying?)
Why?
Why?
Tell my why you ain't nothing but headache
In my headspace
Grey bubbles
Long text
Damn bae!
Hidden cloud, going away
Clock strikes eight
Time don't wait
Damn!
Guess I'm outta paint