"The Panic In Needle Park" | Rap Song

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[Intro]
Yeah…
Concrete heartbeat, winter wind’s confession,
Uptown ghosts hum a junkie’s procession.
Love in withdrawal, faith in decay,
Needle Park breathes—but it fades day by day.
You can feel the chill in a lover’s sigh,
Hear the promise die with a lullaby.
Every heartbeat’s sold for a hit or a spark,
This is the tale of Panic in Needle Park.
[Verse 1]
She was fragile glass, reflection cracked,
Came from warmth, never looked back.
Helen drifted down, outta money, outta grace,
Found Bobby in the chaos with that streetlight face.
He said, “Girl, I ain’t perfect, but I’ll keep you close,
The world don’t love us, but I’ll love you most.”
Hands shaking, heart breaking, trust misplaced,
Two souls intertwined in a heroin embrace.
They shared the sickness, shared the spoon,
Shared lies under a hollow moon.
In the alley of hope, where the lost souls talk,
They found forever in Needle Park.
[Chorus]
Panic in Needle Park, where the love don’t heal,
Every heartbeat fades when the needle’s steel.
They shoot for the sky, but the sky don’t care,
Just a city of ghosts and the souls they snare.
Panic in Needle Park, where the angels nod,
Trading their dreams for a kiss from God.
No happy endings, no righteous spark,
Just the sound of rain in Needle Park.
[Verse 2]
The hustle gets darker, the circles close in,
Trust turns toxic, betrayal begins.
Friends overdosed, cops lurk unseen,
Reality’s colder than the fix between.
Bobby’s slick with the schemes, selling what he can,
A street prophet with a broken plan.
Helen’s shaking, pale like snow,
She says, “Bobby, it’s killing me.” He says, “I know.”
The park’s alive, whispering sin,
Every bench tells the story of what might’ve been.
It’s the city’s heart—but the rhythm’s gone,
The record skips, but the pain plays on.
[Bridge – Spoken Word Flow]
The sun don’t rise the same in Harlem haze,
It crawls through the smog like it’s lost in a maze.
The kids all vanish, the dogs don’t bark,
Just another cold dawn in Needle Park.
They shoot up love, they shoot up pain,
Wash their sins in a puddle of rain.
No exit signs, no saving spark,
Just the trembling hands in the city’s dark.
[Verse 3]
The cops close in, someone snitches for dope,
Bobby’s trapped between love and hope.
Helen’s crying, “You said we’d quit!”
But the veins still whisper, “Just one more hit.”
He steals, she lies, they burn through trust,
All the promises fade into Harlem dust.
The high’s a religion, the park’s the pew,
They worship the needle—nothing left to lose.
He gets caught, cuffs shine in the dawn,
She watches him go, eyes hollow and gone.
Says, “Maybe someday, we’ll both be clean.”
But the city just swallows another dream.
[Chorus]
Panic in Needle Park, where the love don’t heal,
Every heartbeat fades when the needle’s steel.
They shoot for the sky, but the sky don’t care,
Just a city of ghosts and the souls they snare.
Panic in Needle Park, where the nights don’t end,
Every lover’s doomed, every fix a friend.
No saints, no sinners, just shadows stark,
Fading slow in Needle Park.
[Outro – Whispered Flow]
You can still hear them, down by the benches,
The whispers of lovers with half-drawn syringes.
The pigeons cry where the lost hearts sleep,
And the snow falls heavy, cold, and deep.
So if you ever wander where the angels fall,
Where dreams dissolve behind the brick wall,
Remember Bobby, remember her spark—
Two lovers forever in Panic Park.
Panic in Needle Park…
Panic in Needle Park.