[Hook]

Somewhere, over the rainbow...

Cradle me where southern skies (Sorry about that)

Can watch me win a million eyes (Yeah, we're watching)

Cradle me where southern skies (Sheisty bitches)

Can watch me win a million eyes (Check it out)

[Verse 1]

May's the month, fly females I hunt

I walk with mosaic thump in my daylight dumps

Today's the jump, we're all heading over to the district

Me, and five other Long Island sipping misfits

Some nights you come home all covered in lipstick

And other nights will have you wishing that you had your wrists slit

You buy a sheela some drinks, tell her to sip-sip

Hoping you can get her drunk enough to ride the bitchstick

Women are covered in code -- it's so cryptic

Some chicks act quiet when truthfully they're on some sick shit

Talking about how she's gonna hit you with a whip quick

But when you bust a nut she goes and throws a fucking spit-fit

What a jip-jip! You swore to God that this bitch

Would suck you so good you'd want the trick to drink your driplets

She'll spit it back up and stuff it in her clit, which

In nine months time will have you paying for some triplets

This ain't a flip-trick: More like a bitch jump

Two-double-oh-six, the modern day witch hunt

Now I ain't saying that all women are sheisty

But to say there's more good over bad is unlikely

Might be a rift in time, the grand mystery

Watching the shifted lines divide chivalry

I see the mission is: Blind to titty trickery

They'll keep fucking us until the modern man is history

Sirens

[Hook]

Cradle me where southern skies

Can watch me win a million eyes

(It's awful hard to hear the chiming when you're blinded by the sirens)

Cradle me where southern skies

Can watch me win a million eyes

(We keep it out though)

[Verse 2]

A million eyes watch her fuck a million guys

Blazed as fuck and buzzed off a Killian High

If you ain't up on the time, she's gonna catch you in a sec, dog

She pulls bank account numbers faster than internet fraud

You want a refund? Shit, she'll give you three months

To walk out flat before you crawl back for free cunt

Your soul's beat up, she laughs while you bleed cups

And if you read minds you'd know she thought you were a weak chump

But that's the name of the game, so get your pieces right

She wants diamonds to wear, so you won't eat tonight

She wants a Gucci bag, and at the steepest price

She wants to be like Barbie, fuck what you need in life

The whole illusion can grow to be quite blinding

Driving any normal man to acting quite violent

The next time you see a moral woman shining

Remember each rhyme and scream death to all sirens

[Hook]

Cradle me where southern skies

Can watch me win a million eyes

(It's awful hard to hear the chiming when you're blinded by the sirens)

Cradle me where southern skies

Can watch me win a million eyes

[Outro]

A classic, but a goodie

Y'all know the deal

It's Wrekonize

The Waiting Room

I love this shit

Celph Titled, holler at me