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

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

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

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

one: big shug

If heads only knew how I felt about the rap
They'd relocate, and change their name
I eradicate movefakers, roll with coat
Give dap to mad makers
Shared with lifetakers, have sex with rumpshakers
I make moves so earthquaker
been known to instill fear
Although the world may be round, we still in the square
City light, got me buggin and
die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm tight
Premier hit me with music to ensure that it thump
And my flight, will be taken solely at
Cause that's when the come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours is I will shower
With the of my trade to get paid
Still I make like a snake in the grass, roundabout
I be dickin it down while you be out
Puff mad l's but never out
And if I'm caught up in a jam I my way out
There'll be no up, just straight shuttin up
Or we'll start the up
Lyrical infrared sceptor miss you
Big shug, guru, foxxx, the militia, militia

freddie foxxx

Everybody's it, the rhyme is hot
Cause it's big shug, guru, and freddie the
When premier bring the beats, no it just don't
It's the *echoes*

Verse guru

Yo; I one to succumb to no man, but to command
And scoop up the troops when it's time to take a
Emphatically, deep strategies casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody
That I got more flows 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 back when I em in
Caught you tremblin, my and face you're rememberin
Several attempts, but nah bitch, you'll win
Rhymes your skin or maybe limbs we'll be severin
Take you to the mat, peep that, you should back
My ill-kid will lay you flat like a doormat
That I walk on, I meditate you talk on
And gossip, so I drop my hot shit; fully glock 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, head on, no barred
Born with a heart of gold, now cold and scarred
En guard, choose your weapon, or get to
Lyrical bullets make you dance from the you be kept in
Assessments are before, and during combat
I my hunger, blow the spot when I bomb cats
One of us, equals of us
Disrespect one of us, see plenty of us
Conflict, is I predict
You and fellas is mad jealous, attempting to flare
We cleverly stalked ya, your fam'll ya
The on, that's why we formed the militia

Verse three: foxxx

You niggaz owe me for my rhymes, I come to
For you dope fiend niggaz in rap, I 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 spit the buck in the
Of every mc that came in the place, a you'll never erase
Mc's are recognized for their flows
I'm worldwide for the bitches, that I turned into
You heard me it on jew-elz, that's how it goes
For all faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose
And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin
I be standing you screamin, "nigga, what, what? ! nigga what? !"
Niggas my presence, like I'm right in they palm
Cause a stormy day is coming, 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 respect me like the ref
Uh-huh, you disrespect *gun you get the tech
I turn you niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper
I rob so many niggaz, they should call me the rapper
I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or
Gloria gaynor on you motherfuckers, I survive
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
with me hangs around like a unpaid bill
I push these lyrics through any mc, and make it
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 mc, I stay what up, what's up?
I got stripes while you got and bogus mikes
Do what bitch niggaz do best sample* bite
You niggaz make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow
Prim' brought bumpy these tracks so I can let you
Before I slide i'ma you this jewel
Even mechanics walk around they tools
It's the