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 you take a rest
Or a breath, but definitely keep a vest on that chest
Rymes I'm packin, just a thug at a car-jackin'
Shoot off your hat when I start cappin, is no actin
G-A-N-G, double 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, real likin Primo's beats
Put suckers on glass, send em, back to
And kick hot shit, so we can the Johnny Cash
I brought the God, Rakim, gunning you wanna dash?
I got Dub C, South C, what you doubt me?
Travellin through with my infrared microphone
In the One Mill, destroying, enemies chromozones
Words burn flesh, leavin nothing but skeletal
You best pay to the legends, boy I'm tellin you, Militia

--The --Realest-- --Representin--
--Bringin the rukkus-- it be known--
illest-- --Realest-- --Word up--
It's The --> Freddie Foxxx *repeat*

Makin a move, makin a move, who's nigga thats makin a move?
It's the Shadiest rhymin'-back, actin' a motherfucking
Four-four packers, my jackets the tag? saggin, baggin
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 Coast sisters gettin together rappin
Gun-clappin, chump smackin, kiss the 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, is still Westside Connec' Gang
the same, just new pieces on my neck
East Coast brownies, house shoes, and nets
Y'all see this, so peep the sister G is pushin a Six
As I freak this, caviar GangStarr remix
Dub C the jankiest loc', I'm runnin this here
With the and New York's hardest, DJ Premier, Militia

Yo, The Master, mister, Musical Massacre
Passion for disaster, paragraph
R get the red carpet, call me on
Corner the market like the mic's name was Corleone
The facade killer, come through your like Godzilla
Think of the sickest thing you seen, Ra's iller
My vicious, suspect suspicious
is ambitious, my motive's malicious
No interferin, if you down, you got to swearin
And these cats ain't carin, habitat awarin
Crack appearin, from out the track I'm hearin
It's either that, or I'm back to racketeering
Yo, you see me, I got a crew like Mussolini
But Kool as Moe Dee, my flow be, and easy
For turnin centers? to wilers, you get the picture?
Rakim is, the minist', with malice,

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