Oliver Square

Yo, yo, it's corrupt where I'm from, Edmonton, tough The swedes can speak about the heads we drums, rough! City life will leave you red with blood Punched holes in the walls, then they fed the thugs lunch After they rocked the party in the literal sense Sedimentary propensity, they hit the kid on the lips Shit, you could could be on Whyte Ave havin' the time of your life Then you get your arm broken by a random cab driver, ask Katie The nightlife is mad crazy, when a drunk tries to steal your car, he was trying to play me But I didn't let him, we peeled off quick, then we parked at IGA to break the seals off the lid Don't generalize, you must think and wonder Why I drink 40's and memorize Bus-Link numbers Well, I don't have a license, but I'm trying to gain prominence 'Cause I'm living in a house with a fridge full of condiments See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back So I'm drunk at the Funky Pickle, nothing difficult Came out with just napkins, it was something pitiful Currently unemployed but I depend on my friends To contend with my impending impulse to spend So I let Jane cover my pitchers at The Strat 'Til I get a little bit of riches from this rap But I digress, peeping few cherries in the rearview RCMP check for drunks on a steer through Yeah, I take the 7 off 82nd to get to Jasper So I can hit New City with the electro clashers And Doug says, "It's a vouyers roleplay" To check someone seated like their birthday in the worst way See me at Victory, don't ask to see the skill I'm sick of fanboys more obnoxious than Peter Hill Robotic bill spit I come with the ill shit, still good More dangerous than Milwoods See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back I need to listen like records Y'all oughta get dismissed, on the wake up I tend to politic with Crisp Don't stick your nose up, just 'cause the sick flow's up Like if you go to a show you might see Nick Cosab Like if I'm on the mic, you better get froze up 'Cause I cut aluminum like a bus station smoker Anyway, we attend the Black Dog in on Tuesdays Any crew with useless talk, don't give a fuck what you say Better lay low if connected to lame prose I'm about to hit you with a Stella bottle at Halo Ugly chicks at The Armory, talk sweet, alcoy Girl, I don't wanna be seen in you like Cowboys And I don't rap for free, not one dirty rhyme Even if she go downtown like the 135 Lamping real pretty, don't care what rapping can get me I'm just letting y'all know, I'm from Champion City See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back to Oliver Square See me on the bill Better follow me there I solemnly swear I'll make it back From Milwoods, to the West-end Ask anyone of my best friends You know what it is