Rabbi Darkside Hey Miss (feat. Caits Meissner)
[Intro]
Man everytime I walk down the street…
Maybe my Momma raised me different…
Is it just the city?
Maybe it's a different era…
C'mon right?
Hey Mister Mister
Hey Mister Mister Mister
Hey Miss
[Caits Meissner]
Hey Mister Mister
Please sit down while I paint this picture
Before grown I was bold snot-nosed
Imagine me shaved head steel toes
Own your own my Momma told
They hold the Mister take the Ms
70s raising 80s kids
In this I'm a fist up feminist
Oh shit
I slipped the scary word
Which means just knowing what you're worth
The package changed and now I own the Earth
Inside a summer skirt
So let's review man what you learned
A chance is earned by choice of words
No Miss no baby
No m'am no honey no queen
Just take the Z between your teeth
And flip it smooth respectfully like
Hey Mister Mister
Hey Mister Mister Mister
Hey Miss
[Rabbi Darkside]
The Art of the Woo has gone the way of the Do Do
Dudes making moves on a face and a photo
I don't mean the Wu of Purple Tape and the dojo
I mean courtship so your ship ain't solo
Mouth of a sailor make me a seasick
Sink like Deep Six when you come on that G-shit
Hissing and whistling I need not embellish
Or that “Yo Yo Ma!” like the girl was a cellist
She might have a body like an instrument
But you might want to have a sense of innocence
Mind your delivery and distance please
And prove the existence of chivalry
If you're cheesy as nachos or greasy and macho a Weezy imposter
Stop right there
If it starts with a monologue you learned it all from Entourage
Do us all a favor
Stop right there
If she stares real blank or says no thanks don't be Lloyd Banks
Have some respect
If you buy her a drink there's a vibe and a wink that's a sign you can link
Then try to connect
That was the moment you were working for
This is real life not the Jersey Shore
Anticipation builds towards a date in a week
Patience is the color of her drapes and her sheets
Hey Mister Mister
Hey Mister Mister Mister
Hey Miss
[Outro]
I just don't know where the idea came from
That being rude and overly aggressive
Is the way to a woman's heart
Learn how to cook
Sing her a song
Write her a poem…
Yes
Write her a poem
Chart the ways your stars align
Write yourself poems
Take notes on the ride
Should the sky fall
And you can't hold it up
Bury it
Mourn
Have faith in possibility
Bury it
Mourn
Have faith in
Love
