You know its the Mack militant, to get it on. Hey, get my way. I'm coming, the thunder and is striking. I'm you on the storm. the pain that I'm trying to contain. My is as black as the blood in my veins. And I'm to get it on. Yo I'm break and smash. Straight ass. I can see the fear in eyes everytime that I pass. I'm intimidating the most, and by many, But tempt me. I leave the empty. Simply, you get me. I'm low down, and shifty. I mow down people me. Even the be afraid as I approach aggressively. Especially they roll up and test me. Yo its over, I'm a diciplined militant mind tyrant. If you for a style like mine, You can't it. me the M to the A C K. I break if you want it, come and make my day. Now say,
Hey, get my way I'm coming, the thunder and is striking. I'm you on the storm. Feel the pain that I'm to contain. My heart is as as the blood in my veins. And I'm gonna get it on. (x2)
You its the Macmilitant. You its the Macmilitant.
Yo, listen, I got a like, Martin Luther like, Malcolm X fighting the necessary strike. For the show(?), and they remember you. Every I step in the room, I raise the temperature. I was meant for the crown, and I laying it down, and I waiting around, I'm invading your town. I'm a black soldier, the with attack motion, Cause I lack compulsion, and act I'm not supposed to. It would take an to stop me. Well haven't you seen the size of arms and how I'm so stocky (what) so stocky (uh) You top me.