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