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

one: big shug

If heads only knew how I felt the rap game
They'd relocate, and their fuckin name
I eradicate movefakers, roll with coat
Give dap to mad makers
cells with lifetakers, have sex with rumpshakers
I moves so i'ma earthquaker
I've been known to fear
Although the world may be round, we trapped in the square
light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the
It's alright, a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with music to ensure that it right
And my flight, be taken solely at night
Cause that's the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours is when I will
With the knowledge of my to get paid
Still I make moves 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 caught up in a jam I my way out
There'll be no up, just straight shuttin up
Or we'll the wettin up
infrared sceptor never miss you
Big shug, guru, freddie foxxx, the militia,

freddie foxxx

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

Verse guru

Yo; I ain't one to to no man, but to command
And scoop up the when it's time to take a stand
Emphatically, deep leave casualties
I gradually, til everybody knows
That I got more flows than got hoes
The inside had me trapped
Til I got geared up with raps to tear you up big gats
For big stacks, watch back when I send em in
Caught you tremblin, my name and face rememberin
attempts, but nah bitch, you'll never win
Rhymes pierce your skin or maybe we'll be severin
Take you to the mat, peep that, you keep back
My ill-kid format lay you flat like a doormat
That I on, I meditate while you talk on
And gossip, so I drop my hot shit; fully loaded 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, choose your weapon, or get to
Lyrical bullets make you dance from the you be kept in
Assessments are before, and during combat
I master my hunger, blow the spot when I cats
One of us, equals 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 ya, your fam'll miss ya
The war's on, that's why we formed the

Verse three: freddie

You owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
For you dope fiend in rap, I here to inject, check
My is water baby, spread it around
But when you niggaz don't flow it right and up my sound
I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the
Of every mc came in the place, a scar you'll never erase
Mc's are only recognized for their
I'm worldwide for the bitches, that I turned into
You heard me spit it on jew-elz, that's how it
For all them faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they
And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin
I be standing you screamin, "nigga, what, what? ! nigga what? !"
feel my presence, like I'm right in they palm
Cause a stormy day is coming, when you see me so calm, on
No more twin glocks, jam up my plays
Now it's twin .40 calibre walther
I'm in the of my game, you must respect me like the ref
Uh-huh, you disrespect *gun you get the tech
I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the
I rob so many niggaz, they should call me the rapper
I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or
gaynor on you motherfuckers, I will survive
You can try to come at me, but do you want the 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 lyrics through any mc, and it burn
So the niggaz who be rhyming next, miss a turn
When you speak of the dopest mc, I don't come up
But when you of who's the livest mc, I stay what up, what's up?
I got stripes while you got and bogus mikes
Do bitch niggaz do best *utfo sample* bite
You niggaz can't make up a law that I overrule, overthrow
Prim' bumpy these tracks so I can let you know
I slide i'ma leave you this jewel
Even mechanics around with they tools
the militia