Lyrics:
My Kind of Perfect Day
Every time I cross the Central Park
I see the young of me as busker near a big oak tree
Where I hustled for some change
the loyalty of the rats
They were his only friends, them
And an old maple oak 6 string guitar
So he would walk through central park, all day and night
Singing
heart?
The other day when you kissed your lover
Hot coffee and the trees in the park
You lie so easy
But you say you love me
It's the cliché of a broken
day when you kissed your lover
Hot coffee and the trees in the park
You lie so easy
But you say you love me
It's the cliché of a broken heart
Seems so
to a eater
Met a cougar chick
Went to running like she was a cheetah
Knock the pussy out the park
I feel like I'm Derek Jeter
Middle of the summer
But she say
space
It takes more than dotted lines to make my heart race
Dirty suits with black ties and sharp taste
Looking to steal their next soul to get a Park
get lost in it (yeah)
BET treat a nigga like I ain't dark-skinned
(Fuck) but I ain't fuck with y'all
Since 106 & Park ended
Cypher's just a waste of my
that the blue bomber
Comes for his mark
But no one stops the ranger
In his nature park!
(A hide as strong as bark)
I swear that I will protect and serve
Between the tall oaks
cnd a few southern pines
Down a dirt road
Past the rusty welcome sign
It don't look like much
Just a group of double
Not from the South or Eazytown
But make the hoods walk it out
From Mall City to Zion City
Glen Oaks to Sherwood
Them boys in the Park something serious
better Hyde
Sparkle and crackle
Right by your side
Park in the dark in the park for my mark
I'm a shark out of water
I'll bite till I'm dried
Not
grab my coat cause you never know
How the weather's gonna be, will I find the sunny side of the street?
I make for the park, a safe haven, oasis
A place
that the blue bomber comes for his mark
But no one stops the ranger in his nature park
(A HIDE AS STRONG AS BARK!)
I swear that I will protect
A place to park a missile an watch some cable news
Maybe rent the top gun video and grimace like tom cruise
Now there's 99 yellow ribbons around the old
Do a spinning back flip off the top step
(Yea, we doing wild gymnastics)
Grip oak wheel
Ten stacks make the coach squeal
Laid back eating smoked veal
isn't a fake (no fakes)
I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake
She goes to Opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
That's why this
India India India
It's a typical Savannah day
So I take my guitar to the park and I play
Sitting up under the live oak tree
The strangest feeling
a major thang.
Sign a major deal, with a major payne.
They gave me a budget, I bought a bicycle frame.
I rode that bitch around Walnut park,
Put a stack
is calling "India, India, India"
It's a typical Savannah day, so I take my guitar to the park and I play
Sitting up under the live oak tree's,
I'll sing you a song of
The Cloisters if you hark
I'll sing of the Cloisters in Fort Tryon Park
Where I used to go in the month of June
To listen
girl, we can get to it right now"
Enough room in this red label, fold up them oak tray tables, get down
Raise that dress up, oh you ain't got nothing
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
wires
A couple niggas from the old block mad
So when I visit I park my lo-lo in the grass
To keep an eye out, smoking one for the homie on the mural
to see what's in us
Now is the time to know for sure
Words words words drinking tea and wine
Words words words walking in the park
Walking in the park
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