it's better than nothing it's better than you can get what more could you want, what more could you ask for? living day by day is more than i can say
tracks, me and C programmed Hard, I keep comin raw, cos I'm hungry Don't sweat the industry cos no company are gonna own me That's why I stand my own ground and square
me like that, that's why in God we trust Your fairy tale dreams watchin' "Days of Our Lives" While I'm livin' on a hill, with thirteen wives Little big ass square
better days, to let our kids see some Tenement Square, people fightin for freedom Beijing students fought armies with guns and knives At Kent State, they took four
you give me three good reasons why we can't get back to square one "It's ok," you'll tell me to my face, stop lying Every three or four tries And now
's ridiculous arhythamatic arhythamaticulas this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous well up until now your only concept of rhythm is a four by four loop square
in mood swing I'm broke; I know a walking corpse that spit icicle dagger to slit throat quicker than you can prove there's four letters in hope (h...o
to crack-poppin' out the back of the barbershop No holds barred, back streets to boulevards Gain way, throwin' house parties in the PJ's Cars square
square I never stood before I take a stand for my son like Afeni Shakur (Note: Mother of dead rapper Tupac Shakur) I take a stand like a four double six
it's federal [Equipto:] Tell 'em there's no limit, see baby just roll with it Knowin it's so vivid, it's easily four digits A day, when ya livin it way
fuckin' square You're just a jerk as far as I can see 8pm Rodney's on the air He's beating off in Joan Jet's hair Christmas eve, what d'you got four
Here is the tale of the boy standing in front of you Not one word is exaggerated -- entirely true A four square in chemistry, my agenda tonight As I
two for one nigga alot of shit you boys talkin I already done it nigga I got the call cause a nigga know how to dog it out blocked out twenty four hours
of history for keeping them hounds out I got a secret I got a secret Kicked right out of hideouts He had a brain that was built inside of four square
KRS and Melodie... live together with D-Nice, and Harmony Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney B...D...P...! ("One... two... three... four...")
mic Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost Six is your beatdown, your title is seven Takin out your four
them cars out Bring the Benz out, bring the Aston-Mart' out Porsche Box' or the drop top Ferrar' out Bring the old school six-fours out 'Til the four
round woo ooooo oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo Round round get around, I get around Square Get around round round, I get a square Get around round round, I get
