Central Park lyrics

[Intro: Sample]
I'm enjoying the day outside
I'm enjoying the day outside

[Verse 1]
It came in two pieces, no arm no breakdown
Still felt like gifts from Jesus, water in a drought
If you scared, go in the house
Married to the game, abusing my spouse
Bout it like Viktor Bout
Mum's the word
Idiots open they mouth, remove all doubt
I’m in the park when it’s dark out
Twist the bark, hands of a surgeon, never went the shark route
Eggs from a sturgeon, sour candy from an urchin
Ask not for whom The Raven’s perching
It caws for you, Tower of London when I punch in
For him, they built a supermax under the dungeon
Panopticon octagon within an octagon
Rapped my way out like word is bond
My 10 percent was militant Knowledge of self
n*gga rich, negro recidivist Lonely hearts club
Apparently I’m the only rapper that didn’t f*ck your b*tch
Yet
In lieu of respect I’m now accepting certified checks
Wade through the crowd, swiper in hand
Shorties unconvinced when I say I’m with the band
[Verse 2]
Urban green spaces, metal-halide lamps
Black Green Acres, good fences, pale neighbors
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
Metric system/reading comprehension, theoretical math
Like if you give a dude a half, what's the likelihood he brings it back
Pop quiz: What's 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 wrecked, slow horses fast betting
Police sweep, little homies caught in the netting
You prolly could have done something but you didn't
Now that it's too late, a whole bunch of predictable hand wringing
Blame the family, blame myself or blame the system
Fact is gun charge with two priors, my little cousins going to prison

[Outro]
I'm out here till I got no work left
I'm out here till I got no work left