Militia
Gang Starr Feat. Big Shug & Freddie Foxx Lyrics

There's a bulletin - state police, Princeton Junction
Important message - law enforcement in the specific location

The militia... Certain individuals of unidentified nature is now under complete control
A group of people, unspecified, are now fully governed

Hip-hop is not, what it is today..
The current state of hip-hop differs from its original form

It's the real... it's the (militia)
This is authentic, this is the recognized group

If heads only knew how I felt about the rap game They'd relocate, and change their fuckin name
If people truly understood my true feelings towards the rap industry, they would understand the need to disassociate themselves from it

I eradicate movefakers, roll with coat shakers Give dap to mad money makers
I eliminate fake individuals, associate with influential and wealthy people

Shared cells with lifetakers, have sex with rumpshakers I make moves so I'ma earthquaker
I've been in prison with dangerous individuals, engage in sexual activities with attractive individuals, and my actions have a great impact

I've been known to instill fear Although the world may be round, we still trapped in the square
I have a reputation for causing fear, and despite the world's round shape, we are still confined within limitations

City light, got me buggin and trife Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
The urban environment has me feeling paranoid and involved in illicit activities; some people meet their end through violence

It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight Premier hit me with music to ensure that it thump right
I'm confident and skilled, just like in a game of spades where I have the upper hand; DJ Premier provides me with music that has a strong impact

And my flight, will be taken solely at night Cause that's when the freaks come out, no doubt
I only travel at night because that's when unconventional and adventurous individuals are active

And in the dark hours is when I will shower with the knowledge of my trade to get paid
During the nighttime, I will immerse myself in learning about my profession in order to earn money

Still I make moves like a snake in the grass, roundabout I be dickin it down while you be assed out
I make strategic and sneaky maneuvers, while you are left without success

Puff mad L's but never passed out And if I'm caught up in a jam I blast my way out
I smoke a lot of marijuana but never become unconscious; and if I find myself in a difficult situation, I resort to violence to escape

There'll be no lettin up, just straight shuttin up or we'll start the wettin up
There will be no surrendering, only silence, or else we will initiate violence

Lyrical infrared sceptor never miss you Big Shug, Guru, Freddie Foxxx, The Militia, militia
The powerful lyrical weapon I possess will always find and affect you; consisting of Big Shug, Guru, Freddie Foxxx - The Militia

Everybody's spittin it, the rhyme is hot Cause it's Big Shug, Guru, and Freddie the Foxxx When Premier bring the beats, no it just don't stop It's The Militia
Everyone is rapping with passion and intensity because of the influential artists Big Shug, Guru, Freddie Foxxx, and the continuous production from Premier

Yo; I ain't one to succumb to no man, but to command And scoop up the troops when it's time to take a stand
I am not someone who easily surrenders, but instead takes control and gathers supporters when it's necessary to fight for something

Emphatically, deep strategies leave casualties I creep gradually, til everybody knows that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes
With strong determination, my carefully planned actions result in others being affected negatively; I quietly and steadily make my presence known, proving that I possess superior skills and abilities

The anger inside had me trapped til I got geared up with raps to tear you up like big gats for big stacks, watch your back when I send em in
The anger I felt was trapped within me until I armed myself with intense rhymes, ready to attack and defeat you like a powerful gun; all for the sake of financial gain

Caught you tremblin, my name and face you're rememberin Several attempts, but nah bitch, you'll never win
I see the fear in your eyes, you will always remember my name and face; you may try multiple times, but you will never succeed

Rhymes pierce your skin or maybe limbs we'll be severin Take you to the mat, peep that, you should keep back
My lyrics have a cutting impact on you, possibly causing harm; I will defeat you in a competition, so you should be cautious and stay away

My ill-kid format will lay you flat like a doormat that I walk on, I meditate while you talk on
My impressive style of rap will completely defeat you and leave you vulnerable; while you merely talk, I am focused and in control

And gossip, so I drop my hot shit; fully loaded glock clips So get the fuck out my block, kid
You engage in idle talk, but I deliver powerful and intense lyrics; I am armed and dangerous, so leave my territory

As nights turn to days, days go back to nights, we be speaking it right And keeping it tight up in the street life
As time passes, we consistently deliver our lyrics with precision and accuracy in the urban lifestyle

I meet life, head on, no holds barred Born with a heart of gold, now mostly cold and scarred
I face life directly and without any restraints; although I was once kind-hearted, I have become hardened and marked by numerous hardships

En guard, choose your weapon, or get to steppin Lyrical bullets make you dance from the trance you be kept in
Be on your guard and prepare to defend yourself, or leave; my powerful lyrics will make you move uncontrollably from the hypnotic state you are trapped in

Assessments are made before, and during combat I master my hunger, blow the spot when I bomb cats
I evaluate the situation both before and during a conflict, maintaining control; I satisfy my hunger for success, creating chaos when I attack

One of us, equals many of us Disrespect one of us, you'll see plenty of us
A united group is powerful; if you disrespect one of us, you will face the wrath of all of us

Conflict, is what I predict You and your fellas is mad jealous, attempting to flare
I foresee a disagreement or clash; you and your friends are envious and try to provoke a confrontation

We cleverly stalked ya, your fam'll miss ya The war's on, that's why we formed The Militia
We have carefully followed and targeted you; your family will mourn your absence; the war has begun, and that's why we established The Militia

You niggaz owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect For you dope fiend niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check
You owe me recognition and credit for my lyrics, and I have come to demand it; I am here to infuse vitality into the rap industry, especially for those who are obsessed with drugs

My style is water baby, spread it around But when you niggaz don't flow it right and fuck up my sound
My style is fluid and adaptable, freely distributed; but when you fail to execute it properly, you ruin the quality of my music

I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the face of every MC that came in the place, a scar you'll never erase
I act with determination and intensity; in 1989, I boldly confronted every rapper who entered the scene, leaving a lasting impact

MC's are only recognized for their flows I'm worldwide for the bitches, that I turned into hoes
Other rappers are only acknowledged for their rap skills, but I have gained global fame for seducing and manipulating women

You heard me spit it on Jew-elz, that's how it goes For all them faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose
You heard me rap clearly on the song 'Jew-elz,' that's the reality; this goes for all the fake rappers who I defeat and embarrass

And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin blood I be standing over you screamin, "Nigga, WHAT, WHAT?! Nigga WHAT?!"
While your nose bleeds and continues to lose blood, I will be standing over you yelling aggressively, questioning your abilities

Niggas feel my presence, like I'm right in they palm Cause a stormy day is coming, when you see me so calm, it's on
People sense my influence and power, as if I am right in front of them; because a disruptive and challenging period is approaching, even though I appear calm

No more twin glocks, they jam up my plays Now its twin .40 calibre Walther PPK's
I no longer use two handguns because they interfere with my plans; now I carry two .40 caliber Walther PPK's

I'm in the control of my game, you must respect me like The Ref Uh-huh, you disrespect you get the tech
I am in complete control of my profession, you should show me the same respect as a referee; if you disrespect, you will face the consequences

I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper I rob so many niggaz, they should call me Jack the Rapper
I have the ability to manipulate and control fake individuals, just like a light switch; I've stolen from so many people that I should be known as Jack the Rapper

I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive gloria Gaynor on you motherfuckers, I Will Survive
I am the most skilled person involved in this industry, whether alive or deceased; I am like Gloria Gaynor, I Will Survive, and overcome any challenges

You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick back? You snap inside the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh
You can attempt to confront me, but are you prepared for the repercussions? If you provoke a fight, you will suffer the consequences, just like being bitten by a pitbull in an enclosed space

My war is so tight, my drama so ill Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid bill
My conflict is intense and difficult, my problems are severe; any dispute with me will linger and cause ongoing issues like an unpaid bill

I push these lyrics through any MC, and make it burn So the niggaz who be rhyming next, will miss a turn
I deliver my lyrics with force and intensity against any rapper, making them feel the impact; as a result, the next person who tries to rap will be skipped or ignored

When you speak of who's the dopest MC, I don't come up But when you speak of who's the livest MC, I stay what up, what's up?
When people discuss the most talented rapper, my name may not come up; but when they talk about the most lively and energetic rapper, I proudly respond with 'what's up?'

I got stripes while you got strikes and bogus mikes Do what bitch niggaz do best bite
I have gained respect and recognition, while you only have negative experiences and fake microphones; you engage in petty behavior like biting, as many weak individuals do

You niggaz can't make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow Prim' brought Bumpy these tracks so I can let you know
You cannot create a rule or regulation that I cannot surpass or eliminate; DJ Premier provided Bumpy Knuckles with these tracks to signify his authority and ability

Before I slide I'ma leave you this jewel Even mechanics walk around with they tools
Before I leave, I will impart this valuable lesson; even those who repair vehicles carry their own tools just in case

It's the Militia
This is The Militia, the recognized group