With Me Or Against Me - Mac Mall

Some say the 'cause niggas get skunked out

Cowards we buck 'em down shoot the chooper in the ground

Muggin' with evil frown got heat nigga what’s up now

Let off a hundred rounds guaranteed to shut your mouth

Some say we need to be locked up in penitentaries

I say kill off police and district attorneys

Public offenders too, they all be in cahoots

Cut them from ear to ear let 'em die in plug poos

Must not forget the judge so long I helped his grudge

With a rusty box cutter cut off his nuts

Though they might call us nuts I do not give a fuck

I hit that po’po' once then come mista monsta dump

To all the black police: I want to see you bleed

Nigga ya still a nigga that’s on the wrong team

Sometime I hate the world want to kill up everythang

Maybe it’s hallucinagenics fuckin' with my mind frame

The question’s in head tellin' me don’t trust my friends

Don’t crush my cans so in my ruger I can

But then again what if this motha fucka jammed

Then I fall and will the lord know who I am?

Probably not because I’m livin' life by the fault

So off hellfire I blaze the blunt with me or against me

Ugh

My bitch don’t understand she think it’s just a phase

I hear her cry at night hopin' that one day I change

Can’t tell her that I love her when I lust the game

Tryin' to keep my composure but yet I’m untamed

Listen I hear the streets call my name

The same way they called my father in his day and that nigga came

It’s tradition, though my mama raised me as a Christian

I still with devilish intentions

Poppin' but didn’t nobody listen

On my way six feet under the ground or up in state prison

If so then in my book let it be written

A youngster did his fuckin' thang without pretendin'

Preacher think I’m cursed because I seldom go to church

I went through five-hundred boys doin' major dirt

Grandmama say the other night she had a dream

That I was laid off in a coffin after faulty scene

Looked at me said look baby you know what that mean?

That you can catch death tryin' to chase after green

And everybody ain’t your partner so

'cause fools will leave your ass for dead and don’t trip

Am I crazy?

Tell me am I really insane?

Is it strange 'cause I feel the pain corruptin' my brain?

I need a head shrink because I’m startin' to think

I’ll turn the barrel on myself and take a long sleep

Baptised by my heat, take my own self out the game then maybe then I can rest

in peace

Fuck fools that want to see my on my back

With my mama cryin' over me dressed in all black

I’m drinkin' conyak poppin' hella prozak

It’s harder everyday to keep my sanity intact

I’m takin' ritlan smokin' on that rope again

All type of mani shit that try to calm the beast within

I think I need to pray maybe that' do some good

Do God got some time for niggas in the hood?

Cain’t win for losin' who the hell do I think I’m foolin'?

Voices in my dome I think I start to listen to 'em

Tellin' me to pull the trigger fool don’t be no punk

And I ain’t no punk so I blast I don’t give no fuck