Luyện nghe bài hát The Square

[ruck
Oooh... astonishing!

[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
where ya turn there's one, boy

rock, (repz)]
We be r rated, but we form a square
(we equal squared)
Ruck and rock, representativz, ya nightmare
(we equal squared)
Yo, when push came to shove, I pushed and shoved
(we emcee squared)
Slugs in nigga's mouth, when he show us no love
(we equal squared)

Check it, styles surrounds to pound
Testin we, gets grooved in
As in the r, my troups get biz by far
Supreme steams ya team and leaves scars
We formed the square, now nowhere to turn to
Burn through crews wit troups that's
my journal, my first mission
Shittin on these faggot emcees, this industry's in

Yo, who's the square there squared wit the back
I beat blood out of ya number one
The are, sent to ya drama
While I up behind ya to put space in ya back like a comma
Time to battle, escape? how? trapped in corners
Plus the walls or in on ya
Like that karate instructor in that bart commercial
I hurt ya, by bombs, god's universal

rock]
Niggaz be actin like ladies and if they try and play me
Lidu rock will through at wet ya block like the navy
Display mine, on point, god, the keep
me as the nigga that smoked the grym reaper
Undercover like a campian wearin
Great ya wit a boot to ya face, see ya
Off out on the range, beware of my
Four of pain, you got caught, so who's to blame?

Man the battle station, as I to rattle a nation
Rock, lidu rock and supreme, the team you be
My mind's place in, between a rock and a hard
But the god's safe, my man in the heart place and y'all gay
We triple r, y'all, get ya crutches
Sparsky and dutch is, mad domes, causin ruckus
Who a fuck if ya nice, ya get mangled and mashed
Like dope fiends off a ten, goin hash

[lidu
We be triple r rated, but we a square
Tranform like decept's into a cubic shape and
Anyone to test this, I done wit the best fish
That sam wit the sharks, against crews mad me restless
I bet this, here energy, you'll blow the
And blast motha fuckas who approach me like the
I'm simply holdin my angle down,
So if ya is war, then I suggest you attack

Aiyyo, we equal emcee squared, dare me
Empty shells, now ya layin where and pimps be
On microphones wit tones
That's when I swipe ya wit knife and chromes
See, I'm r rated, pa' hated I made it
In ya rap game, 'cause ya plane's been
I it like sneakers and funny cigarettes
Niggaz get wet from flows they ass couldn't yet

Make way for the bum rush, get touched
Ya ya tough, bring in the drama, if ya crew's rough
What? for fucks up in ya visual
Deliver to foes in my peripheral
My ill subliminal attack pety
of cliches, these days who come original?
Like criminals, and you get bust and
Test my triple r and get crushed to dust

Yo, we blew through the door, I said it
You asked for it, who want beef? here's war!
We two emcee's squared, four rated triple r
Leave you pretty boy scared, trapped in cars
When you pirahnas learn?
my shit, larry, you fish burn
in the square, where you runnin, g?
You be trapped in a lion's den wit pork chop draws, then front on me

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