Borrowing heavily from the time he spent as a member of this nation’s armed forces, Mystikal and Black Menace teamed up to create one of the most played Big Boy tracks in history.

Using military drill and… Read More 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

Chorus

[Black Menace]

I feel like no nigga alive can take me

Handle my business I'm in this to win this

You fuck with 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 pullin' 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 of the bud, G-Slimm 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 long way from home, can't escape the killin'

Feel ready to kill casket feel for real

Twistin' the night away AK's the weapon

Step into the darkness this nigga be heartless

With the steel 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