Luyện nghe bài hát The Militia

"there's a bulletin - state police, junction"

"the militia...
individuals of unidentified nature
Is now complete control"

"hip-hop is not, it is today.."

"it's the real *echoes*... the (militia)"

Verse one: big

If heads only knew how I about the rap game
They'd relocate, and change fuckin name
I eradicate movefakers, roll with shakers
Give dap to mad money
Shared cells with lifetakers, sex with rumpshakers
I make moves so i'ma
I've been known to fear
Although the world may be round, we still trapped in the
City light, got me and trife
die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with music to that it thump right
And my flight, will be solely at night
Cause when the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the dark is when I will shower
With the knowledge of my to get paid
Still I make moves like a in the grass, roundabout
I be dickin it down you be assed out
Puff mad l's but never out
And if I'm up in a jam I blast my way out
There'll be no lettin up, just straight up
Or start the wettin up
Lyrical infrared sceptor miss you
Big shug, guru, foxxx, the militia, militia

Chorus: freddie

Everybody's it, the rhyme is hot
it's big shug, guru, and freddie the foxxx
When bring the beats, no it just don't stop
It's the militia

Verse guru

Yo; I one to succumb to no man, but to command
And up the troops when it's time to take a stand
Emphatically, deep strategies casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody
That I got more than rosebud got hoes
The anger inside had me
Til I got up with raps to tear you up like big gats
For big stacks, watch your when I send em in
Caught you tremblin, my name and you're rememberin
attempts, but nah bitch, you'll never win
Rhymes pierce skin or maybe limbs we'll be severin
Take you to the mat, peep that, you keep back
My ill-kid format will lay you like a doormat
That I walk on, I meditate while you on
And gossip, so I drop my hot shit; fully loaded clips
So get the out my block, kid
As nights turn to days, days go to nights, we be speaking it right
And keeping it up in the street life
I meet life, on, no holds barred
Born with a heart of gold, now cold and scarred
En guard, your weapon, or get to steppin
Lyrical bullets make you dance from the you be kept in
Assessments are before, and during combat
I master my hunger, the spot when I bomb cats
One of us, equals of us
Disrespect one of us, see plenty of us
Conflict, is what I
You and your fellas is mad jealous, to flare
We cleverly stalked ya, fam'll miss ya
The war's on, why we formed the militia

Verse three: foxxx

You owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
For you dope niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check
My is water baby, spread it around
But when you niggaz don't it right and fuck up my sound
I get down; in '89 I the buck in the face
Of every mc that came in the place, a you'll never erase
Mc's are only for their flows
I'm worldwide for the bitches, I turned into hoes
You heard me spit it on jew-elz, how it goes
For all them ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose
And while your, nose is drippin, and blood
I be standing over you screamin, "nigga, what, what? ! what? !"
Niggas feel my presence, like I'm right in they
Cause a day is coming, when you see me so calm, it's on
No more twin glocks, jam up my plays
Now it's twin .40 calibre walther
I'm in the control of my game, you must me like the ref
Uh-huh, you disrespect clicks* you get the tech
I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the
I rob so many niggaz, should call me jack the rapper
I'll the illest nigga this, dead or alive
Gloria gaynor on you motherfuckers, I will
You can try to at me, but do you want the kick back?
You snap inside the of a pit, and you get bit back, huh
My war is so tight, my so ill
Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid
I push these lyrics through any mc, and it burn
So the niggaz who be next, will miss a turn
When you speak of who's the mc, I don't come up
But when you speak of who's the livest mc, I what up, what's up?
I got stripes you got strikes and bogus mikes
Do what bitch niggaz do *utfo sample* bite
You niggaz make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow
Prim' bumpy these tracks so I can let you know
Before I slide i'ma leave you this
Even mechanics walk around with tools
It's the