Sirens

[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