shit we got The Clik we got, the heat we bust, the beats we rock The street not Pop, but don't think a T won't pop A team that I've got got a mean pump
if it go down, we all gon' dump, Boot Camp! Boot Camp! Y'all can Hate it All You Want Boot Camp! All you chumps, all you stunts Boot Camp! Guns scrape
army posessin'automatic weapons With the exception of my brain I'll give 'em my grain, tryin' to break down the game For those who can't staind (stand
in half Raise my Duck Down staff as my microphone blow ya out the frame All the way back, zone is the way of my walkin Down the block, Buckshot, rock
well Dada have her on the score for years, but backed into hawk Who pullin' shiest manuevers on my camp, yeah [Sonny Cheeba] I don't understand,
Move [Verse 2: J-mac] Mac! I Like It When She Take It Down To The Ground And Wiggle It. Make It Pop To The Top Slow It Down And Jiggle It. You One Of
to fuck with me Put a twist in the game, on that ass and got grizzly, now DJ's that run with your camp, don't wanna spin me While they greatest niggas
plug off in they girl's socket Know, the D to the F is gon' forever rock it Lock it, down (yeah, yeah) [T-Mo] The T stands for T-Mo, who's known as a
-on-a-rope I'm madder than the Mad Hatter and Yabber Dabber Dope and you can quote... [Chorus] [Verse 2: Dray, Books] Well once again it's the spectacular, I checkin the back
for niggaz, who ain't down who I ride for Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt, Dogg Pound, Death Row Here we go, Blood or Crip, it don't matter I blast and outcast
the MC the hotter the spot get "Lock shit down" [Hook:] It's the coming Of the bionic Defari here to "Lock shit down" [x3] [Verse 2:] See I got books
the other side of the world, a daily operation First stop in Vegas, can't keep these lions locked in cages We rock in places where alcohol's for all
[UNK: talking] Yo so thats how it goes down When I'm beatin down yo block I here ya shawty Ay this for all the hatas Errbody who didn't think I was gonna
s DJ, DJ Jelly And I got me a new member of the Oomp Camp DJ Unk (DJ Unk hoe!) But I ain't gon' talk no more DJ Montae, Oomp Camp this shit, niggahhhhhh
back to a bush [El-P] {Bridge} {X2} 2 were the haunted vessels that miraculously aimed 3 were the holy carcasses that started up in flames 1 and 2 had
on the camp niggaz Stop that hot shit, all day Clown yeah, we got that [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Swizz Beatz] Ya ain't ready for this shit right here Ya ain't
got our backs so nigga grab ya gat, cuz you could catch a head clap slap the nigga face up and down, take the smile off ya face or catch 2 strays straight
the brain Bug to the bang I'm stuck in this game Can't get away cause I'm in too deep Running the street with heats Never nigga can hang You might as