Luyện nghe bài hát The Militia

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

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

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

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

Verse one: big

If heads only knew how I felt the rap game
They'd relocate, and change their fuckin
I eradicate movefakers, roll with shakers
dap to mad money makers
Shared cells lifetakers, have sex with rumpshakers
I make so i'ma earthquaker
I've been known to instill
Although the world may be round, we still in the square
City light, got me and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the
It's alright, like a game of I'm trump tight
Premier hit me music to ensure that it thump right
And my flight, be taken solely at night
Cause that's when the come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours is when I will
With the knowledge of my to get paid
Still I moves like a snake in the grass, roundabout
I be it down while 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 shuttin up
Or we'll start the up
Lyrical infrared sceptor never you
Big shug, guru, foxxx, the militia, militia

freddie foxxx

Everybody's spittin it, the is hot
Cause it's big shug, guru, and freddie the
premier bring the beats, no it just don't stop
It's the militia

Verse guru

Yo; I ain't one to succumb to no man, but to
And scoop up the troops when it's to take a stand
Emphatically, deep strategies casualties
I gradually, til everybody knows
That I got flows than rosebud got hoes
The anger had me trapped
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 name and face you're
Several attempts, but nah bitch, never win
Rhymes pierce your skin or maybe limbs be severin
Take you to the mat, peep that, you should back
My ill-kid format will lay you flat 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 back to nights, we be speaking it
And it tight up in the street life
I meet life, head on, no holds
with a heart of gold, now mostly cold and scarred
En guard, your weapon, or get to steppin
Lyrical bullets make you dance the trance you be kept in
Assessments are made before, and combat
I master my hunger, blow the spot I bomb cats
One of us, many of us
one of us, you'll see plenty of us
Conflict, is what I
You and your fellas is mad jealous, attempting to
We cleverly stalked ya, your miss ya
The war's on, why we formed the militia

Verse three: freddie

You owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
For you fiend niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check
My style is water baby, spread it
But when you niggaz don't flow it right and fuck up my
I get down; in '89 I the buck in the face
Of every mc that in the place, a scar you'll never erase
Mc's are only recognized for flows
I'm worldwide for the bitches, that I turned hoes
You heard me it on jew-elz, that's how it goes
For all them faking ass 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 feel my presence, I'm right in they palm
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 *gun you get the tech
I turn you niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper
I rob so niggaz, they should call me jack the rapper
the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive
Gloria on you motherfuckers, I will survive
You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick
You snap the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh
My war is so tight, my so ill
Beef with me hangs around a unpaid bill
I push lyrics through any mc, and make it burn
So the niggaz who be rhyming next, miss a turn
When you of who's the dopest mc, I don't come up
But you speak of who's the livest mc, I stay what up, what's up?
I got while you got strikes and bogus mikes
Do what bitch niggaz do best sample* bite
You niggaz can't make up a law I don't overrule, overthrow
Prim' brought bumpy tracks so I can let you know
Before I slide leave you this jewel
mechanics walk around with they tools
It's the