"Oliver Square" as written by and Roland Pemberton....
Yo, it's corrupt where I'm from...Edmonton...TOUGH!
the swedes could speak about the heads we drums...ROUGH!
city lights will leave you red with blood
punched holes in the wall, then they fed the the thugs lunch....after they rocked the party in the literal sense
sedimentary perpesity 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'em, 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 buslink 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

so I'm drunk at the "Funky Pickle", nothing difficult
came out with just napkins, it was something pityful
currently unemployed but I depend on my friends
to contend with my impending impulse to spend
so I let Jane cover my pictures at "The Strat"
till I get a lil bit riches from this rap
but I digress, peeping few cherries in the rearview
R.C.M.P check for drunks on a steer through
yeah I take the 7th on 82nd to get to Jasper
so I can hit new city with the electro crashers
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 where im not competing him or
robotic bill spit, I come with the ill shit, still good
but more dangerous than "Milwoods".

see me on the bill
better follow me there
i solemnly swear
I'll make it back to oliver square

I need to listen like records,
y'all all to get dismissed, on the wake up
I tend to politic with "Crisp"
don't stick your nose up, just cause the sic flow up
like if you go to a show to might see Nick Cosa
like if im on the mic, you better get froze up
cause i cut aluminum like a bus station smoker
anyway, we tend the black dog in on tuesdays
any crew with useless talk, don't give a fuck what you say
better low if your connected to lame prose
I'm bout to hit'ch ya with a stellar bottle of halo
ugly chicks at "The Armoury"...talk sweet, alcoy
girl, i don't wanna be scening you like "Cowboys"
and I don't rap for free, not one dirty
your list will 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

From Milwoods, to the West-end
ask anyone of my best friends
you know what it is



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    General CommentI cleaned up the lyrics and fixed them where I knew they were wrong. You need to know quite a bit about Edmonton's bar scene.

    Yo, it's corrupt where I'm from: Edmonton, tough
    The swedes could speak about the heads we drums, rough!
    City life will leave you red with blood
    Punched holes in the wall, then they fed the 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

    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 (this is the actual lyric, Peter Hill is an annoying local "celebrity")
    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

    I need to listen like records,
    You 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 up
    Like if you go to a show to 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 your connected to lame prose
    I'm about to hit you with a Stella bottle at Halo (as in Stella Artois, at the bar 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 ryhme
    Your list will 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

    From Milwoods, to the West-end
    Ask anyone of my best friends
    You know what it is
    smashaon December 24, 2008   Link
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    General Commentcheers
    temp1444on March 03, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI love this song because it's so true! Sure, it's not like that all the time, everywhere, but Edmonton can be a pretty dangerous city.
    SailorGoldRabbiton October 03, 2009   Link

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