Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Heltah Skeltah

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Square Lyrics - Heltah Skeltah

[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 place 

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 ill 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* 

Are you remember?




More 2 A Song

Artist: Dmx