Square One Song Lyrics

Buck 65

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Buck 65-Square 1

(Some mumbling…)
Pretty soon the hippies of today, will be the squares of tomorrow
It was the echoing voices of the old ones
Through thick steeled forests and over scorched earth
Always just out of reach
A herder of crows judged my every footstep
My bones were frozen
Penniless and entirely out of breath
I washed my beautiful hands in the black market dog water trough
But through it all the real stick in my spokes
Was the torment of my dreams
I fought of sleep with both fists and sometimes fire
With no more then a blow gun I made from an exhausted pen

Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Square One
  • 2 Square Two
  • 3 Square Three
  • 4 Square Four
  • credits

    album: Track 1 in album Square
    release date: 2002
    popularity : 35 users have visited this page.
    genres: Electronic Hip Hop
    styles: Leftfield/Downtempo/Experimental/Conscious
    length: 16:01

    Album Information

    label: Warner Music Canada
    country(area): Canada
    format: CD
    script: Latin