Belly movie - The Militia II (Remix) lyrics

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Song by GangStarr f/ Rakim, W.C.<br /><br>

"A special guest" "It's the militia... It's the militia"<br>

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[Guru]<br>

This is a conquest, so I suggest you take a rest<br>

Or keep a breath, but definitely keep a vest on that chest<br>

Rymes I'm packin, just like a thug at a car-jackin'<br>

Shoot off your hat when I start cappin, this is no actin<br>

G-A-N-G, S-T-A double R<br>

And you don't want no trouble up in here, baby pa<br>

From the late-night drama, of the New York streets<br>

To the hoods of LA, real niggas likin Primo's beats<br>

Put suckers on glass, send em, back to class<br>

And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny Cash<br>

I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically gunning you wanna dash?<br>

I got Dub C, from South C, what you doubt me?<br>

Travellin through warzones with my infrared microphone<br>

In the year One Mill, destroying, enemies chromozones<br>

Words burn through flesh, leavin nothing but skeletal<br>

You best pay resepect to the legends, boy I'm tellin you, Militia<br>

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[Chorus:]<br>

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--The illest-- --Realest-- --Representin--<br>

--Bringin the rukkus-- --Let it be known--<br>

--The illest-- --Realest-- --Word up--<br>

It's The Militia --> [Freddie Foxxx (repeat)]<br>

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[WC]<br>

Makin a move, makin a move, who's that nigga thats makin a move?<br>

It's the Shadiest rhymin'-back, actin' a motherfucking fool<br>

Four-four packers, my jackets ?hittin the tag? saggin, baggin<br>

Foot on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in bodybags<br>

You niggas was crackin, what y'all thought it wasn't gon' happen?<br>

Dub C and my East Coast sisters gettin together rappin<br>

Gun-clappin, chump smackin, kiss the ring of your highness<br>

Look while I'm in New York City,<br>

walkin with two of the Brooklyn's finest<br>

My two affiliates from the East we all bang<br>

But if y'all don't mind, this is still Westside Connec' Gang<br>

Dress-code the same, just new pieces on my neck<br>

East Coast brownies, house shoes, and hair nets<br>

Y'all can't see this, so peep the sister G is pushin a Six<br>

As I freak this, caviar GangStarr Militia remix<br>

It's Dub C the jankiest loc', I'm runnin this here<br>

With the Guru and New York's hardest, DJ Premier, Militia<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Rakim]<br>

Yo, it's The Master, mister, Musical Massacre<br>

Passion for disaster, paragraph ambassador<br>

R get the red carpet, just call me on<br>

Corner the market like the mic's last name was Corleone<br>

The facade killer, come through your city like Godzilla<br>

Think of the sickest thing you ever seen, Ra's iller<br>

My vision's vicious, suspect suspicious<br>

Plans is ambitious, my motive's malicious<br>

No interferin, if you ain't down, you got to swearin<br>

And these cats they ain't carin, habitat awarin<br>

Crack appearin, from out the track that I'm hearin<br>

It's either that, or I'm going back to racketeering<br>

Yo, you should see me, I got a crew like Mussolini<br>

But Kool as Moe Dee, my flow be, smooth and easy<br>

For turnin ?area centers? to wilers, you get the picture?<br>

Rakim is, the minist', with malice, Militia<br>

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GangStarr, The R, Dub C, baby pa. Straight up, check it out<br>

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