* also appears on _The Militia Remix_ 12" and the Belly soundtrack
"A special guest" "It's the militia... It's the militia"
[Guru]
This is a conquest so I suggest you take a rest Or keep a breath but definitely keep a vest on that chest Rymes I'm packin just like a thug at a car jackin' Shoot off your hat when I start cappin this is no actin G-A-N-G, S-T-A double R And you don't want no trouble up in here, baby pa >From the late-night drama, of the New York streets To the hoods of LA, real niggas likin Primo's beats Put suckers on glass, send em, back to class And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny Cash I brought the God, Rakim, lyircally gunnin you on, and dash I got Dub C, from South Sea What you doubt me? Travellin through warzones with my infrared microphone In the year One Mill, destroying, enemies chromozones Words burn through flesh, leavin nothing but skeletal You best pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm tellin you, Militia
Chorus:
--The illest-- --Realest-- --Representin-- --Bringin the rukkus-- --Let it be known-- --The illest-- --Realest-- --Word up-- It's The Militia --> Freddie Foxxx *repeat*
[WC]
Makin a move, makin a move, who's that nigga thats makin a move? Its the Shady, brought em back, actin em out the fuckin move Four-four packers, my jackets ?hittin the tag? saggin, baggin Foot on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in bodybags You niggas was crackin, what y'all thought it wasn't gon' happen? Dub C and my East Coast sisters gettin together rappin Gun-clappin, chump smackin, kiss the ring of your highness Look while I'm in New York City, Walkin with two of the Brooklyn's finest My two affiliates from the East we all bang But if ?your on? mine, this is still Westside Connec' Gang Dress-code the same, just new pieces on my neck East Coast brownies, house shoes, and hair nets Y'all can't see this, so peep the sister G is pushin a Six As I freak this, tellin y'all Gang Starr Militia remix It's Dub C the dankiest, love, I'm runnin this here With the Guru and New York's finest, DJ Premier, Militia
Chorus
[Rakim]
Yo, its the master, mister, musical massacre Passion for disaster, paragraph ambassador R get the red carpet, just call me on Corner the market like the mic's last name was Corleone The facade killer, come through your city like Godzilla Thinkin the sickest thing you ever seen, Rah-zilla My vision's vicious, suspect suspicious Plans is ambitious, my motive's malicious No interferin, if you ain't down, you got to swearin And these cats they ain't carin, habitat awarin Crack appearin, from out the track that I'm hearin ?I'm sick of that, though,? I'm going back to rackateering Yo, you should see me, I got a crew like Mussolini My crew is holdin, my flow be, smooth and easy For turnin ?area centers? to wilers, you get the picture? Rakim is, the minist', with malice, Militia
GangStarr, The R, Dub C, baby pa. Straight up, check it out
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