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. Feel the pain I'm trying to contain. My heart is as as the blood in my veins. And I'm to get it on. Yo I'm gonna and smash. Straight ass. I can see the fear in your eyes that I pass. I'm the most, and feared by many, But dont me. I the place 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 when they roll up and me. Yo its over, I'm a militant mind slash tyrant. If you look for a style mine, You find it. me the M to the A C K. I break fools if you 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 that I'm trying to contain. My heart is as black as the 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 the means necessary strike. For the show(?), and they remember you. Every time I step in the room, I the temperature. I was for the crown, and I ain't laying it down, and I ain't around, I'm invading your town. I'm a black soldier, the Mack with motion, Cause I lack compulsion, and act I'm not supposed to. It take an army to stop me. Well haven't you the size of these arms and how I'm so stocky (what) so stocky (uh) You top me.