As nights turn to days, days go back to nights, we be speaking it right, And keeping it tight up in the street life. I meet life, head on, no holds barred; Born with a heart of gold, now mostly cold and scarred. En guard, choose your weapon, or get to steppin'; Lyrical bullets make you dance from the trance you be kept in. Assessments are made before, and during combat, I master my hunger, blow the spot when I bomb cats.

Gang Starr - Militia Ft. Big Shugg & Freddie Foxx (prod. by DJ Premier)