[00:07.896][Ruck]
[00:10.081]I flow fluidly, though I be the being of your bee's wax
[00:12.968]Ease back, fo' I squeeze that
[00:14.340]We don't need that, do we, do we?
[00:16.301]Rap style, groupie, a dog like Tin, that's why you scared to step to me
[00:19.953]Do we, have to result in fisticuffs?
[00:22.045]See I get swifter myself, that's when the Ruck erupts
[00:25.187]So think not, of what I am, and what I do
[00:28.040]Just recognize in the murder mic, I rule
[00:30.535][Starang Wondah]
[00:31.320]How many corny MC gon' try?
[00:33.429]Fifty mc, forty of dem done die
[00:36.038]Run wit Heltah Skeltah, through the realms of the dark
[00:38.672]If a nigga rift, then I'mma let the 4-4 bark
[00:41.396]Everybody knows, where my notty head grows
[00:44.009]I turn into a lethal weapon, and start steppin on toes
[00:46.771]I, waste no time, when I move mine
[00:49.424]Grab my glock, and then I clear the stuff, like I was code nine
[00:52.069][Chorus: Buckshot]
[00:52.490]Why you wanna f*ck wit my Boot Camp?
[00:54.549]Boot Camp, survivin the preview and
[00:57.435]F*ck wit my Bucktown group
[00:59.941]And in the night, the night, who roll the tight
[01:02.813]Why you wanna f*ck wit my Boot Camp?
[01:05.240]Boot Camp, survivin the preview and
[01:08.088]Comin through, representin Boot Camp Clik
[01:11.365]In the night, who roll tight
[01:12.888][Louieville Sluggah]
[01:13.685]Wack MC's, have best to beware
[01:16.230]That I fears no fears, and that's word to my dry tear
[01:18.757]I brake ya whole ****in crew in half
[01:21.084]Feel the wrath, as the Gunn Clappaz clap that ass
[01:23.760]Wontime, for ya mind, hit that ass color blind
[01:26.692]Signed on the dotted line, it's how I live my lifetime
[01:29.567]Reality hit me at some degrees
[01:31.757]Now my eyes bleed (why?) Because I just smoked a bag of weed
[01:34.273][Rock]
[01:34.554]Bringin forth Heltah Skeltah, be the big Rock, God help ya
[01:37.376]I beat more ass, then Mom dukes leather belt
[01:39.907]I gets open like doors when I be droopin
[01:42.103]Trademark be bootin, baggin pants roopin
[01:44.684]Hoopin and hollerin, nigga shut ya mug
[01:47.256]'cause I might have ya swallowin, a whole bunch of slugs
[01:49.758]'cause I'm bugged and my dome piece, roam in the streets
[01:52.604]Wit my chrome, I'mma blast it, my caps magic, I get that ass quick
[01:55.684][Tek]
[01:56.373]Nuff men a die, nuff men a come try
[01:58.736]To test the worry, I me no know why
[02:01.722]A new breed of conquerors is on the rise
[02:04.156]Step to my Boot Camp and catch black eyes
[02:06.517]From the Heltah Skeltah, the Gunn da Clappaz
[02:08.641]Smif-N-Wessun comin thru stompin out all you wack rappers
[02:11.872]Wit the crazy dred, the mad boy head fed
[02:14.263]Of corny shit that said, so now you bleed like your man bled
[02:17.434]We gettin twisted as our Timb's cover pavement
[02:19.875]Flowin state to state, pickin up the next payment
[02:22.565]Yo thoughts smell, violator to the left
[02:25.032]Four slugs hit them chest, no more, no less
[02:27.783]So think about it, abort your mission, it's impossible
[02:30.511]Or be a vegetable, and ya meant up in the hospital
[02:33.211]You silly wabbit, Trix/tricks are for kids, don't you know that?
[02:35.866]F*ck wit my Boot Camp, and get your wig pushed back
[02:38.413][Chorus: Buckshot]
[02:38.788]Why you wanna f*ck wit my Boot Camp?
[02:41.147]Boot Camp, survivin the preview and
[02:44.048]Comin through, representin Boot Camp Clik
[02:47.456]In the night, who roll tight
[02:49.436][Top Dog Big Kahuna]
[02:49.672]I be that rude boy, bad boy, comin from the ville
[02:51.918]Step to the Boot Camp, somebody get killed by me
[02:54.612]The T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-R-A-N-G
[02:59.762]Some of ya niggas be tryin to pull the trigga
[03:02.493]But I figure, I could bust that ass just a little quicker
[03:05.487]Time to catch Wreck, and back to the set
[03:07.719]Where all them rules, them cock in check
[03:10.209][Steele]
[03:10.799]All up in ya mutha****in grill, I be Steele
[03:13.176]Comin through wit my Wreckin Crew, so I reckon you keep it real
[03:16.221]If not, I'm blowin spots, on whoever be showin glocks
[03:18.783]And what nots, walkin around fakin mad rocks
[03:21.371]The only Rock I know is B.I.G., wakin up and I double
[03:24.481]G-H, wit that nigga R-U-C-K
[03:26.728]Better be ready to be jetty if you petty
[03:29.133]'cause if it wasn't already said, we dangerous and deadly
[03:32.098]You better recognize or recollect, I reck a set wit a
[03:35.222]Tek, and we askin, we blastin
[03:37.383]Now from this you might think the Steele is trife
[03:39.990]I earn my strife, 'cause I deal wit the real in life
[03:42.425]And I reveal my knife, to cut you loose
[03:44.572]I'm not ruthless, but you get the boots if you useless
[03:47.755]'cause, time upon time, I find
[03:50.272]If you remain blind, you get left behind
[03:53.078]But we, see very clearly, so step up to the front
[03:57.430]'cause this is where we, represent on the lovely
[04:00.422]For you and get praise due to the father above me
[04:03.943]'cause we ain't here to attack, or, when we take the backs off
[04:07.467]The wack rappers that jack off
[04:09.398]That's all that's it, strictly the bumpin shit
[04:12.546]Niggas don't even know what they ****in wit