Luyện nghe bài hát The Militia II (Remix)

* appears on _The Militia Remix_ 12" and the Belly soundtrack

"A guest" "It's the militia... It's the militia"

This is a conquest, so I suggest you take a
Or keep a breath, but definitely keep a vest on that
I'm packin, just like a thug at a car-jackin'
Shoot off your hat when I start cappin, is no actin
G-A-N-G, S-T-A R
And you don't want no up in here, baby pa
From the late-night drama, of the New York
To the hoods of LA, niggas likin Primo's beats
Put suckers on glass, send em, to class
And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Cash
I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically you wanna dash?
I got Dub C, South C, what you doubt me?
Travellin warzones with my infrared microphone
In the year One Mill, destroying, chromozones
Words burn flesh, leavin nothing but skeletal
You best pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm you, Militia

--The illest-- --Realest--
--Bringin the rukkus-- --Let it be
--The illest-- --Word up--
It's The Militia --> Foxxx *repeat*

Makin a move, a move, who's that nigga thats makin a move?
It's the Shadiest rhymin'-back, actin' a fool
Four-four packers, my jackets ?hittin the tag? saggin,
on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in bodybags
You niggas was crackin, what y'all thought it gon' happen?
Dub C and my East Coast sisters gettin together
Gun-clappin, chump smackin, the ring of your highness
while I'm in New York City,
walkin with two of the finest
My two from the East we all bang
But if y'all don't mind, this is still Connec' Gang
Dress-code the same, new pieces on my neck
East Coast brownies, house shoes, and nets
Y'all can't see this, so peep the G is pushin a Six
As I freak this, GangStarr Militia remix
It's Dub C the jankiest loc', I'm runnin this
With the Guru and New York's hardest, DJ Premier,

Yo, it's The Master, mister, Massacre
for disaster, paragraph ambassador
R get the red carpet, call me on
Corner the like the mic's last name was Corleone
The facade killer, come through your like Godzilla
of the sickest thing you ever seen, Ra's iller
My vision's vicious, suspicious
Plans is ambitious, my malicious
No interferin, if you down, you got to swearin
And cats they ain't carin, habitat awarin
Crack appearin, from out the that I'm hearin
It's either that, or I'm going to racketeering
Yo, you should see me, I got a like Mussolini
But as Moe Dee, my flow be, smooth and easy
For turnin ?area to wilers, you get the picture?
is, the minist', with malice, Militia

GangStarr, The R, Dub C, baby pa. up, check it out