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

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

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

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

Verse one: big

If heads only knew how I felt about the rap
They'd relocate, and change fuckin name
I eradicate movefakers, roll coat shakers
Give dap to mad money
Shared with lifetakers, have sex with rumpshakers
I moves so i'ma earthquaker
I've been known to fear
the world may be round, we still trapped in the square
City light, got me and trife
Some die by the gun, die by the knife
It's alright, a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with music to that it thump right
And my flight, be taken solely at night
that's when the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the hours is when I will shower
the knowledge 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 up in a jam I blast my way out
There'll be no up, just straight shuttin up
Or we'll the wettin up
Lyrical infrared sceptor never you
Big shug, guru, freddie foxxx, the 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
the militia *echoes*

Verse two:

Yo; I ain't one to to no man, but to command
And scoop up the troops when it's to take a stand
Emphatically, deep strategies casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody
That I got more flows than rosebud got
The anger had me trapped
Til I got geared up with raps to you up like big gats
For big stacks, your back when I send em in
you tremblin, my name and face you're rememberin
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 keep
My ill-kid format will lay you flat like a
I walk on, I meditate while you talk on
And gossip, so I drop my hot fully loaded glock clips
So get the out my block, kid
As nights turn to days, go back to nights, we be speaking it right
And keeping it tight up in the street
I meet life, head on, no barred
Born with a heart of gold, now cold and scarred
En guard, your weapon, or get to steppin
bullets make you dance from the trance you be kept in
Assessments are made before, and during
I master my hunger, blow the spot when I cats
One of us, many of us
Disrespect one of us, you'll see of us
Conflict, is what I
You and fellas is mad jealous, attempting to flare
We cleverly stalked ya, fam'll miss ya
The war's on, why we formed the militia

Verse freddie foxxx

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