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SQUARE O1
Hip-Hop/Rap
SQUARE O1 was released on January 27, 2024 by CASTRO ENTERPRISES as a part of the album DRAWING BOARD
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Release DateJanuary 27, 2024
LabelCASTRO ENTERPRISES
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RODOLFO ANTONIO CASTRO JR
RODOLFO ANTONIO CASTRO JR
Songwriter

Lyrics

I bust lyricals
To prove you can still
Believe in miracles
A warlock with magic
Reciting all these rituals
Enchanted double coated
Meeting up to standards
Graffiti with my marker
On the poster making banners
Psychedelic eyes watching
Everybody tell lies
Figure most the puzzle
With a square root small fries
Universify start to connect
What's inside
Nothing left to hide
But my bloody red eyes
Heading towards the goal
Feeling the flames burn my soul
Knowing I could go
With this feeling I hold
I've been elected
To keep the microphone on that next shit
Young and restless
Not in the guest list
What you expect
From rudeman whatz ur opinion
Take it back to the drawing
Board back to square one
Not the square two
Even with those dark sun shades
I can see you
Faking the funk portraying a punk
So stop that
I'm popping the trunk
Feel the bass and the high hats
The vengeance in my sentence
With every intent
Blow you out the frame
Everytime I spark intelligence
When I'm having good times
Knowing they won't last forever
Before the good times
I was working getting cheddar
When things are going bad
I know that they will get better
Way that you drive
Always depend on the weather
I appreciate the time
That I spent with my family
My friends are the only ones
That knows what's going on with me
They would hang around
When there wasn't no trees
Or no booze or no trips
They are not my enemies
I would grab the microphone
And they put they two cents
The only ones that listen
When I drop intelligence
They understand
Good or bad
It's all irrelevant
Anybody can talk
But could you truly comprehend
The time is getting shorter
Better spend it with your loved ones
There are no excuses
Better go to where you came from
No better time to tell
When the heavens gonna come
No way to look up at the sky
And try to spot one
Unexpected from the minute
That it passes thru your vision
Creeping from behind
Catch you while you ain't listen
Out of gas like a car
With a fucked up transmission
Everybody in the world
Has their position
Written by: RODOLFO ANTONIO CASTRO JR
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