Hip-Hop for bees.  

Verse 1:
honey dripping
from the walls to the floor
work night & day,
more is more

a new sun rises
long live the queen
our whole lives live in shells unseen
remain unseen

Pre-chorus:
The kettle is an idea
none of it is real
I buzz for you and me
I prefer the honey with the tea

The kettle is an idea
none of it is real
I buzz for you and me
I prefer the honey with the tea

Chorus:
Sweet honey. Means life, and
hop -o flower to flower
the endgame's our hive
in numbers lies our power

I felt sorry
For the ants
That died

But
The hive,
The hive
Don't mind.

VERSE 2:
Drone in drone out
drone on and about
We're all born with our wings closed
and through the help of others learn to fly

the kettleshaped hive's quite ironic for our lives
where only those who learn to deal with the heavy arise

I feel the vibrations coming through our home's walls
heat is rising
the queen gets fat

Sweet honey. Means life, and
hop -o flower to flower
the endgame's our hive
in numbers lies our power

I felt sorry for the ants that died
But the hive
The hive don't mind.

I felt sorry for the ants that died
But the hive
The hive don't mind.

a taste of honey tastes sweeter than wine
but the hive
the hive don't mind.

The Kettle Bee Hustle (Hive Don't Mind)

I get cranky if I don't make music for a while.

The Kettle Bee Hustle (Hive Don't Mind)

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