Park Bench

Song Park Bench
Artist Swollen Members
Album Brand New Day

Lyrics

[00:10.00] Red line, razor blade gang, I'm an outlaw
[00:12.50] Crack jaw, you won't see it coming hit you south paw
[00:15.00] Torch the village cause they're really very hokey
[00:17.00] Killin' all the villagers and spit like karaoke
[00:21.00] Used to treat me like a trophy
[00:22.50] Then things got low key, I was dopey
[00:26.00] Now nobody even know me
[00:28.00] And just because I'm doing good again don't mean you know me
[00:30.00] Trust me, I am not the old me
[00:32.50] And I cannot remember one thing that you told me
[00:36.00] Relationship is stale, it is moldy
[00:38.00] I'm fresh now a classic, like great golden oldies
[00:41.30] Not a Mack like Goldie
[00:43.00] Never wack, I attack so boldly
[00:46.00] Shit is crazy, life is like a blur
[00:48.00] I could be a psycho but it's not what I prefer
[00:50.50] New king, cinderella no glass slipper
[00:54.00] No black leather
[00:55.00] feather wack stripper
[00:56.00] Madchild lyrically I'm an ass kicker
[00:58.70] Not a ass kisser, I'm a practicer
[01:01.00] I swear a lot differ?
[01:01.70] And I'm a lot different
[01:04.00] Without a pot to piss in but I am not tripping
[01:07.00] Cause see the clock and the clock's ticking
[01:09.00] Badman, I'm a rude boy, shot lickin'
[01:13.70] Had to leave awhile and stop doing opiates
[01:16.00] Stop on a white boy, smash a half-breed
[01:18.50] I don't give a fuck when I rap, I am baffling
[01:41.00] Yo dogs are good, most people suck
[01:44.00] I'll probably grow up to be an old evil fuck
[01:46.00] Sitting on a park bench, cane and a cardigan
[01:49.00] Thinkin' of the days back when Shane he was partyin'
[01:52.50] And soon I'll be an artifact
[01:54.00] Seemed like yesterday I was picking up a party pack (ha)
[01:57.50] Now I'm worried about a heart-attack
[01:59.00] Still child-like, AMAX and a starter cap
[02:02.00] You can't cheat father time
[02:04.00] Just be thankful I'm happy, I've had harder times
[02:06.80] Things that I like, they are mad hard to find
[02:09.00] I'm a snob, do my job, I'm a master of rhymes
[02:12.00] I'm a bastard to some, to the rest shit is good
[02:14.00] Main fear? Not to do the best that I could
[02:16.50] Not give it all I got, but still could do better
[02:19.00] Decade and a half, group still we're together
[02:23.00] Still birds of a feather
[02:24.50] Still dope beats, ill words put together
[02:27.00] Hip-hop saved me twice, that's a true fact
[02:30.00] I still love checkin' for fucking tough records
[02:32.70] Used to have a pistol in my hand
[02:34.00] Now I want blue skies, seeing crystal in the sand
[02:37.00] I'm getting old, call me mister I'm the man
[02:29.00] Still cold, still official as the plan motherfucker