Chorus: Mystikal



Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc

I got my rifle and my rocks see. (2X)



Mystikal......

Left, your left

Left, your left, dress it right

Left your left, cover down soldier



Mark time march

Company! (Left!)

Atten---hut!



[Mystikal]

It's strictly representation of the Boot Camp Clicc

got to find, got you runnin that train!

The M-16 A2 the nine millimeter beretta AIM!

You better be dressed for wet weather soldier I get cold as North Dakota

I'ma do whatever whenever to run yo muthafuckin' ass BACK TO THE BORDER!

Rock and roll ya' I control ya' I can hold ya' lock and load

thirty round clip, FLESH GON' RIP

ain't shit a tourniquet can fix, the booby trap tripped

I drop P's and 203's on you MC's

ranked and hit the rooms, STAND BACK HEAVE!

in danger, but in the Ranger I drank King Cobra's

out my canteen and smoked Optimos

in the ashtray, violent, move silent

Five meter hittin single file counter

You in my sights you gonna DIE

you on it tight keep yo head down, EYE'S RIGHT

all you dying on the battlefied strictly for survival

(I hope you got your bible) BITCH!!! I GOT MY RIFLE!!!!!!!!!!!



Chorus



[Black Menace]

I hope you know nobody can take me

Handle my business I'm in this the winter

you fuck the menace and you will be tasting my tennis

and when I get finished you be needing a dentist

I'm ready to end this niggas defenseless when