Out That Boot Camp Clicc Lyrics - Mind Of Mystikal - 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 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 

[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