Central Park
by Billy Woods
From the album: Dour Candy
Track 6 of 15 on Dour Candy (2013).
Duration: 2:32
Lyrics for Central Park
I'm enjoying the day outside I'm enjoying the day outside It came in two pieces No arm no breakdown Still felt like gifts from Jesus Water in a drought Married to the game Abusing my spouse Bout it like Viktor Bout Mums the word Idiots open they mouth remove all doubt I'm in the park when it's dark out Never went the shark route Ask not for whom The Raven's perching It caws for you Tower of London when I punch in Panopticon octagon within an octagon Rapped my way out like word is bond My 10 percent was militant Lonely hearts club Apparently I'm the only rapper that didn't fuck your bitch Yet In lieu of respect I'm now accepting certified checks Shorties unconvinced when I say I'm with the band Urban green spaces Metal-halide lamps Black Green Acres You can have the streets Inconspicuously absent when them things start clapping Green in the wood like absinthe White flight like Aspen The hustler in me wants to give back Help kids with they fractions Like if you give a dude a half Whats the likelihood he brings it back Pop quiz whats the line between being crazy high and a panic attack Trick question Told son You can run with the best of them Years later found eating Jim Crow in the colored section You prolly could of done something but you didn't Now that it's to late A whole bunch of predictable hand wringing Fact is gun charges with two priors My little cousins going to prison I'm out here till I got now work left I'm out here till I got now work left