I've seen the old man sitting 'round The courthouse square back home in town Talkin' about the big war back in 1943 Saying how much good it's done Medals
, get up If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything, get up Don't you know
But that square box don't represent the sphere that we live in The earth is not a flat screen, I ain?t trying to fit in But this ain?t for the underground
to my house Here we go. I'm fly when I'm fly Don't matter what I wear when I'm on that G5 And I don't even try cuz it's in my design And I know that deep
leaping. He says... Chorus: I'm lighter than air - I haven't a care, Still gravity pulls me under. Credibility gaps - gullability fills - They were bringing me down (no wonder). Square
satisfied now when I'm low beaten down and left in my own piss I'm sorry to say, I don't care if you pray it can't go on like this just leave me alone
I'll be uptown in your Adidas Don't mess with teachers, we pray for peepers We no cheaters is rare, but we wax that fair and square Don't even stare
just a broke troubadour with a bark for the underdog And I walk on Now I ain't Jesus but I can relate To a man looking death square in the face Even
and in between It's just like small pox quarantine I can't do this, I can't go there I'm just a circle in a square I don't fit in anywhere I"m past the
homes and double first cousins An old town square and a county fair, it's a good plan It's a country thang People who don't live it just might think
See 'em every where but they ain't there So rally and protest against the world in fear People, people can we take it to the square You don't matter and they don't
to wet ya The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the regular Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime 'Cuz ain't 9 to 5 for two-time felons
suspense Pray for me, patience wait for me Pay dues, trust me they ain't comin Way back it was hoops, now it?s Maybach coupes And we all took a vow, no squares
t fight me Your side kicks don't move me, and seem to have no flavor left So I drop the flow Kashugi and have them all pray for death Train till the sample
got what you don't got Lo do next verse My alumni comply will shank high slide then curve On some Suede shit and my ambiance be on some far Don't you
Righteous wax chaperon, rotatin' ring king Watch for the wooden soldiers, C Cypher Punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushin' in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square
a square and fight nigga [Hook] [Slim Thug] You don't want no problems, you don't want no drama I send them gunners in a Hummer, you won't even see
coming through a hole in the air From those nights in Tienanmen Square It's coming from the feel That this ain't exactly real Or it's real but it ain't