(hook) – b.ware

Plot, scheme, scam is the tactics of the man
get hot, use fans, stage a coup then scram
you’re a sacrificial lamb, never stutter like flam taps
rudimentary moves, make them understand that

(verse 1) – b.ware

hold up! Glass ceiling? It’s no such
thing as barriers, limits, I don’t Identify with gloaters
humble as Mohandas
my blokes and I, growth inspired by the most-just
while most just bust flow for the dough, rush
plus plush bucket seats in the Rover
roll bucks, throw, flood the floor at Strokers
it’s all a farce like the March on Washington
see them jokers, froze up by the quotes of
b.ware, his steez be Zone-3, see?
King’s ’63 dream was Malcolm’s nightmare
to never let them crackas take you for your porridge like the 3 Bears
and of course, they watchin’ him, only problem
is he taught a lot of men, but they not stopping him
assess the propaganda, process a proper gander
philanthropic topics, unpopular in Atlanta

so, fold bucks… smack ass cheek? Nah, whole butts
trick women, tricks on you, you’re broke as fuck
we peer reachers, y’all cheerleaders… toe touch
leave the bleachers, you niggas divas, Gold Dust
we Rock Maivia, either leave the ring or be the
People’s Champ, regal Sméagol, light is a lamp
so throw shade, it’s nothing, I’m predisposed
to know thangs bout you negroes and how you leader-pose
supposed to down-hold, but you misleading folks
down dead end roads, plus they’re embedded with potholes
I speak of hope, your speech is cloaked, I say, you joke!
or maybe you just full of shit and need to be choked?

neither… it was two of them, three, or maybe four
accompanied by a sea of shook ones, maybe more
a dignitary spoke, said “your obituary’s wrote
we’re looting for your flow, you can shoot it out or go
peaceful” but what they did not know is it was wrote
written, powder-keg in house, wick lit, and…
you can’t put it out, you won’t listen
they still dialed Midland, your worlds ending
the plot thicken!

(hook) – b.ware

Plot, scheme, scam is the tactics of the man
get hot, use fans, stage a coup then scram
you’re a sacrificial lamb, never stutter like flam taps
rudimentary moves, make them understand that