Out That Boot Camp Clicc Mystikal (Ft. Black Menace & Fiend)

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 rucksack. (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 is tripped
I drop P's and 203's on you MC's
Rank done hit the room, stand at ease
In danger, but in the Ranger I drank King Cobra's
Out my canteen and smoked Optimos
In the gas chamber, violent, move silent
Five meter interval, single file column
You in my sights you gonna die
You on it tight keep yo head down, eyes right
All you dying on the battlefield struggling for survival
I hope you got your bible
Bitch, I got my rifle