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)
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 Intro:

 Mystikal......

 Left, Right, Left
 Left, Right, Left, Dress it right!
 Left, Right, Left cover down soldier! (Left, Right, Left)
 Mark time march! (Boot Camp Clicc)
 Company! (Left!)
 HALT!

 1st Verse: Mystikal
 It's strictly representing about the boot camp
 got to find, got you runnin that train!
 The M-16 A2 the nine millimeter beretta BANG!
 You better be dressed for wet weather soldier it's cold as North Dakota
 I'ma do whatever whatever to run your muthafuckin' ass BACK TO THE FLOOR!
 Rock and roll ya' I'ma show ya' blocked and hoed ya' rock and roll
 Dirty round clip, FLESH GONE DIP!
 Shoulda turn and get you fixed the booby trapped shrimp
 I dropped p's and q's and c's on you MC's
 Wait and hit the road STAND BACK PLEASE!
 Banger and the ranger I dropped king cobras
 on your canteen and smoked all the rolls
 on the cash train buy it who drives
 5 meter hittin' single file counter
 You in my sights you gonna DIE
 you on it tight get your head thaaaaat's RIGHT
 All you dying on the left still struggling for survival
 (I hope you got your bible) BITCH!!! I GOT MY RIFLE!!!!!!!!!!!

 Chorus

 2nd Verse: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 I be laying that shit down
 Hold up, where the fuck you going? Nah nigga don't quit now
 Reachin' up under your shirt like you got a strap but you ain't using shit!
 FUCK bringin' out guns I'ma start drowning niggas
 like Susan Smith cause youz the bitch making me believe
 you other than a BITCHCOCK it's drama time and I'm playin
 the role of a black ALFRED HITCHCOCK
 B double O-T C-A-M-P better be known
 where the best lay now what the fuck that camp like
 (it's for life ess-say) I got my glock locked the fuck down
 and I'm still gonna be pullin' a plug
 Much love to my niggas that's full off the buzz I say what up cuz
 I buzzed off the suds partna' I does what I want to
 you tink your pretty C-A-T smart don't you
 that first step's a loo-loo and I'm too through
 so chill bailin' straight from the five-oh-four
 so slow your roll and recognize the real

 Chorus

 3rd Verse: Mystikal and Black Menace

 It's a runway from home can't escape the killin
 feel ready to peel casket feel for real
 Twistin' the night away AK's the weapon
 step into the darkness this nigga be heartless
 with the still feel me as I duck your guts upon a corner
 down for the funk smell the aroma death I'm on ya
 erase your blood stains ghetto train like a pit
 survival kit marks the beast nigga triple six
 Minus one up out the chamber, endangered species
 be me when I'm in anger rearrange your structure
 bustin' at you bustas USA to Russia
 fuck you never trusta' Bitch I'm out that boot camp!

 Chorus

 Mystikal:
 Company (Left!) Grrrrrrrr....HOOOOOOOOOO!!!
 Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!  Hee! (Forward!!)
 (Mystikal....)
 Forward....MARCH!!!!! (Move Left!!)
 Left..... Go Left
 Left..... Go Left
 Left..... Go Left
 Left..... Go Left
 Left, Left inch Left
 Go Left right just right
 Go Left, Left double it down go left right left
 Left, Left, Left, Left, Left



 Black Menace:
 Big Rob been chillin'
 Black Menace Aaaaahh Aaaaahh Aaaaahh Heeeee