| Lyrics: | [Ruck whispering]
Oooh... astonishing!
[Rock, (Repz)]
Uh-ha! What do we have
here?
Caught up in the center
(We equal emcee squared)
The Square, every corner locked
down
Four corners, take position, four soldiers
Every where ya turn there's one,
boy
[Chorus: Rock, (Repz)]
We be Triple R rated, but we form a Square
(We equal
emcce squared)
Ruck and Rock, Representativz, ya worst nightmare
(We equal emcee
squared)
Yo, when push came to shove, then I pushed and shoved
(We equal emcee
squared)
Slugs in that nigga's mouth, when he show us no love
(We equal emcee
squared)
[Supreme]
Check it, styles surrounds to pound emcee's
Testin we, gets
grooved in three
As in the Triple R, my troups get biz by far
Supreme steams through ya team
and leaves scars
We formed The Square, now there's nowhere to turn to
Burn through crews wit
troups that's Nocturnal
Writin my journal, my first mission
Shittin on these faggot emcees,
this industry's in submission
[Rock]
Yo, who's The Square there squared wit the back
bender?
I beat blood out of ya number one contender
The Representativz are, sent to ya
drama
While I sneak up behind ya to put space in ya back like a comma
Time to battle,
escape? How? Trapped in four corners
plus the walls or closin in on ya
Like that karate
instructor in that Bart Simpson commercial
I hurt ya, by droppin bombs, God's
universal
[Lidu Rock]
Niggaz be actin sweet like ladies and if they try and play
me
Lidu Rock will come through at wet ya block like the navy
Display mine, on point, God,
The Square keep
Label me as the nigga that smoked the Grym Reaper
Undercover like a Campian
wearin sneakers-acap |
