Bang it
M.A.L.A. Lyrics

Pop, pop
Get ready for the explosion

Are you motherfuckers ready? Yeah, yeah
Asking for confirmation of readiness

Executioners, M.O.P., yeah, Crack-O, nigga
Introducing M.A.L.A. and other performers

First Family, nigga, yeah
Proudly referencing the group's collective name

What happened to the beat?
Questioning the current state of the music

Bang your head against the wall, c'mon
Encouraging people to let loose and get wild

Yeah, cheese nigga, one time, First Family, cyclops
Repeating the group's name with a playful addition

Yo, I'm from a hellhole where male role models, live in bottles
Growing up in a tough environment with a lack of positive influences

And a nigga first love is a drug
Describing how addiction can take hold early on

We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty
Acknowledging the allure of a dangerous lifestyle

Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug
Violence is seen as a solution to problems within the community

It's the untameable, nonflammable
Describing the group's indomitable spirit

Unrestrainable, nonchangeable M.O.P.
Asserting their unwavering identity as performers

From the dark side my family provide knowledge
Despite the tough upbringing, valuable lessons have been learned

To determine if niggaz like you can live or die on the street
Street survival is a serious matter

This is recreational wreck to keep y'all illin'
Performing for the crowd's pleasure

Sound off, pump rounds off rock like Bob Dylan would
Bringing a rock-and-roll energy to the rap performance

One-million and one guns, one-million and one sons
Asserting their strength in numbers and firepower

Cap pealin' put two in your lungs, blum blum
Using graphic imagery to describe the effects of gunfire

It's the world's most amazing
Boasting about their talents and abilities

Blazing, First Fam, damn, damn, damn
Proudly associating themselves with their group

Critically acclaimed criminals to blame
Reframing their negative reputation as a positive thing

Put 'em in critical condition, fuckin' with Lil' Fame
Warning others of the consequences of crossing them

Holdin' it down
Asserting dominance and control

If you wanna be hard rocks, c'mon, let it bang
Challenging others to prove their toughness

If it's hits you want, hit 'em, yeah, let it bang
Encouraging the crowd to get hyped and involved

You see it, say what? Let it bang
Getting the crowd to participate and make noise

Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass off, let it bang
Challenging others to a physical confrontation

Hey yo this shit is real blown out, allow me to pull my chrome out
Acknowledging the violent nature of the song

And push pieces of your dome out, no doubt
Threatening violent retribution

So now you see, "Tomorrow Never Dies" cries
Referencing the James Bond movie to illustrate their toughness

Yeah, but it's on back blocks, imbedded in some blacktop
Acknowledging their rough surroundings

And now, they wonder why we move the way we move
Others may not understand their actions and behavior

Why wreckin' ever smooth and whadda we have to prove?
Questioning why they have to justify their actions

Nothin', continue to survive, we're survivors
Despite struggles, they remain resilient and strong

Show me a man that's live, I'll show you Danze is liver, let it bang
Asserting their toughness and hinting at their willingness to fight

You know I bring it to you live
Asserting the quality of their performance

You've heard of us, official DJ's Murderous
Referencing their fame and reputation

The X-Men, comes equipped
Comparing themselves to superheros

It ain't no shame in our game, we do our thing, let it bang
Asserting their pride in their performance

Who wanna test me now?
Challenging anyone who doubts them

Cops wanna arrest me now, killers wanna stretch me now
Recounting the challenges they face

Tear up and crush me now
Asserting their toughness and resilience

I'll bring it to your door, UPS style dressed in brown
Asserting their ability to deliver punishment

Walt skully hat, cover my eyelashes
Describing their appearance, which includes headwear

Why-2-K what now? I'ma die blastin'
Referencing the Y2K scare and hinting at their violent tendencies

Open up your back like a wide out
Describing the brutality of their violence

Spitty spittin' the lead until it knock your insides right out
Describing the effects of gunfire in graphic detail

Roc-O, oh, Roc-O, nigga nigga, let it bang
Repeating the group's name and hyping up the crowd for the finale