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Helstar - The Square 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
 Great ya wit a boot to ya face, then see ya
 Off out on the range, beware of my terrain
 Four levels of pain, you got caught, so who's to blame? 
 [ruck]
 Man the battle station, as I plan to rattle a nation
 Rock, lidu rock and supreme, the team you be facin
 My mind's place in, between a rock and a hard placeHelstar - The Square - http://motolyrics.com/helstar/the-square-lyrics.html
 But the god's safe, rocks my man in the heart place and y'all gay
 We triple r, cripple y'all, get ya crutches
 Sparsky and dutch is, rockin mad domes, causin ruckus
 Who give a fuck if ya nice, ya get mangled and mashed
 Like dope fiends dyin off a ten, goin hash
[chorus]
 [lidu rock]
 We be triple r rated, but we form a square
 Tranform like decept's into a cubic shape and dare
 Anyone to test this, I done roll wit the best fish
 That sam wit the sharks, against crews that mad me restless
 I bet this, here energy, you'll blow the vencinity
 And blast motha fuckas who approach me like the enemy
 I'm simply holdin my angle down, jack
 So if ya self-defence is war, then I suggest you attack
 [ruck]
 Aiyyo, we equal emcee squared, dare tempt me
 Empty shells, now ya layin where playas and pimps be
 On microphones wit hyper tones
 That's when I swipe ya bones wit knife and chromes
 See, I'm r rated, pa' hated when I made it
 In ya rap game, 'cause ya plane's been invaded
 I laced it like sneakers and funny cigarettes
 Niggaz get wet from flows they ass couldn't figure yet
 [supreme]
 Make way for the bum rush, niggaz get touched
 Ya think ya tough, bring in the drama, if ya crew's rough
 What? for motha fucks up in ya visual
 Deliver blows to foes in my peripheral
 My I'll subliminal attack pety individuals
 Tired of cliches, these days who come original? 
 Like criminals, and you get bust and such
 Test my triple r rated and get crushed to dust
 [rock]
 Yo, we blew through the door, I said it before
 You asked for it, who want beef? while here's war!
 We two emcee's squared, equal four rated triple r
 Leave you pretty boy playas scared, trapped in cars
 When will you pirahnas learn? 
 Bitin my shit, larry, you fish burn
 Here in the square, where you runnin, g? 
 You rather be trapped in a lion's den wit pork chop draws, then front on me
[chorus x2]
 [rock]
 Make way...
*various indistinct talk*









