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

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

is a conquest, so I suggest you take a rest
Or keep a breath, but definitely keep a on that chest
I'm packin, just like a thug at a car-jackin'
Shoot off hat when I start cappin, this is no actin
G-A-N-G, double R
And you want no trouble up in here, baby pa
From the late-night drama, of the New York
To the hoods of LA, real niggas Primo's beats
Put suckers on glass, send em, to class
And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Cash
I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically you wanna dash?
I got Dub C, from South C, you doubt me?
Travellin through with my infrared microphone
In the One Mill, destroying, enemies chromozones
Words burn through flesh, leavin nothing but
You best pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm tellin you,

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

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

The
the rukkus--Let it be known
The up
The Militia
The
the rukkus--Let it be known
The up
The Militia

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

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