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[rock, (repz)] Uh-ha! what do we have Caught up in the (we equal squared) The square, every corner down Four corners, take position, four Every ya turn there's one, boy
rock, (repz)] We be triple r rated, but we form a (we emcce squared) and rock, representativz, ya worst nightmare (we emcee squared) Yo, when push came to shove, I pushed and shoved (we equal squared) Slugs in that nigga's mouth, he show us no love (we equal squared)
Check it, styles to pound emcee's Testin we, grooved in three As in the triple r, my get biz by far Supreme steams through ya team and leaves We formed the square, now nowhere to turn to Burn through crews wit troups nocturnal Writin my journal, my mission on these faggot emcees, this industry's in submission
Yo, who's the there squared wit the back bender? I beat blood out of ya number one The are, sent to ya drama While I sneak up behind ya to put in ya back like a comma Time to battle, how? trapped in four corners the walls or closin in on ya Like that karate instructor in that bart commercial I ya, by droppin bombs, god's universal
rock] Niggaz be actin sweet like ladies and if try and play me Lidu will come through at wet ya block like the navy mine, on point, god, the square keep Label me as the nigga smoked the grym reaper Undercover like a campian sneakers Great ya wit a to ya face, then see ya Off out on the range, of my terrain Four levels of pain, you got caught, so to blame?
Man the battle station, as I to rattle a nation Rock, rock and supreme, the team you be facin My mind's in, between a rock and a hard place But the safe, rocks my man in the heart place and y'all gay We triple r, cripple y'all, get ya Sparsky and dutch is, rockin mad domes, ruckus Who give a if ya nice, ya get mangled and mashed Like dope dyin off a ten, goin hash
[lidu We be triple r rated, but we form a Tranform like into a cubic shape and dare Anyone to test this, I done roll wit the fish sam wit the sharks, against crews that mad me restless I bet this, here energy, you'll blow the And blast motha fuckas who me like the enemy I'm simply my angle down, jack So if ya self-defence is war, I suggest you attack
Aiyyo, we emcee squared, dare tempt me shells, now ya layin where playas and pimps be On microphones wit hyper That's when I ya bones wit knife and chromes See, I'm r rated, pa' hated when I it In ya rap game, 'cause ya been invaded I laced it like and funny cigarettes Niggaz get wet from flows ass couldn't figure yet
Make way for the bum rush, get touched Ya ya tough, bring in the drama, if ya crew's rough What? for motha up in ya visual blows to foes in my peripheral My ill subliminal pety individuals Tired of cliches, these days who original? Like criminals, and you get bust and Test my triple r and get crushed to dust
Yo, we through the door, I said it before You asked for it, who want beef? here's war! We two emcee's squared, equal four triple r Leave you pretty boy playas scared, trapped in When you pirahnas learn? Bitin my shit, larry, you fish Here in the square, you runnin, g? You rather be trapped in a lion's den wit chop draws, then front on me
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