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

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

This is a conquest, so I you take a rest
Or keep a breath, but definitely a vest on that chest
I'm packin, just like a thug at a car-jackin'
Shoot off your hat when I cappin, this is no actin
G-A-N-G, S-T-A 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, real niggas likin beats
Put on glass, send em, back to class
And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny
I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically gunning you wanna
I got Dub C, from C, what you doubt me?
through warzones with my infrared microphone
In the year One Mill, destroying, enemies
Words burn through flesh, leavin nothing but
You pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm tellin you, Militia

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

Makin a move, makin a move, who's that nigga thats makin a
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, what thought it wasn't gon' happen?
Dub C and my East Coast sisters gettin rappin
Gun-clappin, smackin, kiss the ring of your highness
while I'm in New York City,
walkin with two of the finest
My two affiliates from the East we all
But if y'all don't mind, is still Westside Connec' Gang
Dress-code the same, just new on my neck
Coast brownies, house shoes, and hair nets
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
the rukkus--Let it be known
The up
It's The
The
Bringin the rukkus--Let it be
The up
It's The

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

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