Luyện nghe bài hát Capture (Militia, Pt. 3)

"A guest" "It's the militia... It's the militia"

This is a conquest, so I suggest you take a
Or keep a breath, but definitely keep a on that chest
Rymes I'm packin, just a thug at a car-jackin'
off your hat when I start cappin, this is no actin
G-A-N-G, double R
And you don't no trouble up in here, baby pa
From the late-night drama, of the New streets
To the hoods of LA, niggas likin Primo's beats
Put suckers on glass, em, back to class
And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny
I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically gunning you dash?
I got Dub C, from South C, what you me?
Travellin through with my infrared microphone
In the year One Mill, destroying, enemies
Words burn through flesh, nothing but skeletal
You pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm tellin you, Militia

The
Bringin the it be known
The up
It's The
The
Bringin the rukkus--Let it be
The up
The Militia

Makin a move, makin a move, that nigga thats makin a move?
the Shadiest rhymin'-back, actin' a motherfucking fool
Four-four packers, my jackets the tag? saggin, baggin
Foot on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in
You niggas was crackin, what y'all it wasn't gon' happen?
Dub C and my East Coast sisters gettin together
Gun-clappin, chump smackin, kiss the ring of highness
Look I'm in New York City,
with two of the Brooklyn's finest
My two affiliates from the we all bang
But if y'all don't mind, this is Westside Connec' Gang
Dress-code the same, just new on my neck
East Coast brownies, house shoes, and hair
Y'all can't see this, so peep the sister G is a Six
As I freak this, caviar GangStarr Militia
It's Dub C the loc', I'm runnin this here
With the Guru and New York's hardest, DJ Premier,

The
Bringin the it be known
The up
It's The
The
Bringin the rukkus--Let it be
The up
The Militia

Yo, The Master, mister, Musical Massacre
Passion for disaster, ambassador
R get the red carpet, call me on
Corner the market like the mic's last was Corleone
The facade killer, come through your city Godzilla
Think of the sickest thing you ever seen, iller
My vicious, suspect suspicious
is ambitious, my motive's malicious
No interferin, if you ain't down, you got to
And these cats ain't carin, habitat awarin
Crack appearin, out the track that I'm hearin
It's that, or I'm going back to racketeering
Yo, you see me, I got a crew like Mussolini
But as Moe Dee, my flow be, smooth and easy
For turnin centers? to wilers, you get the picture?
Rakim is, the minist', with malice,

GangStarr, The R, Dub C, pa. Straight up, check it out