You know it's the Mack militant
Coming to get it on

(Yeah) fool, get outta my way

I'm coming, the thunder and lightning is striking
I'm inviting you on the storm
Feel the pain that I'm trying to contain
My heart is as black as the blood in my veins
And I'm coming to get it on

Hey yo, I break and smash
Straight whoop ass
I can see the fear in your eyes
Every time that I pass
I'm intimidating the most, and feared by many,
But don't tempt me
I leave the place empty
Simply, you get me
I'm low down, gritty and shifty
I mow down people against me
Even the best be afraid as I approach it aggressively
Especially when they roll up and test me
Yo it's over, I'm a disciplined militant mind slash tyrant
If you look for a style like mine,
You can't find it
Call me the M to the A C K
I break fools if you want it, come and make my day
Now say!

(Yeah) fool, get outta my way

I'm coming, the thunder and lightning is striking
I'm inviting you on the storm
Feel the pain that I'm trying to contain
My heart is as black as the blood in my veins
And I'm coming to get it on

(Yeah) fool, get outta my way

I'm coming, the thunder and lightning is striking
I'm inviting you on the storm
Feel the pain that I'm trying to contain
My heart is as black as the blood in my veins
And I come to get it on

You know it's the Mack militant

You know it's the Mack militant

Yo listen, I got a dream like, Martin Luther like,
Malcolm X finding the means necessary strike
For the jugular so that they remember you
Every time I step in the room, I raise the temperature
I was meant for the crown, and I ain't laying it down,
And I ain't waiting around, I'm invading your town
I'm a black soldier, the Mack with attack motion,
Cause I lack compulsion, and act like I'm not supposed to
It would take an army to stop me
Well haven't you seen the size of these arms
And how I'm built so stocky (What?)
Built so stocky, uh, you can't top me

So you better watch your back, I'm coming in
I'm ready for war, I'm ready to die
I'm a giant beast, and I'm trying to eat,
Survive in the streets, for my militants while we sing this