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Camp followers, run now or die
For pillaging peasantry no loyalties lie
Henry was rowdy, but now he's mad
He orders the killing of the captives we had
So

cop that
They like Warrick put it out
You killing shit no cap
Time for me to put us on the map
Nigga play he gone get stamped
Not a follower I lead

amp
I linked up with slime just to set a example
Be with the same gang
Ain't no hoe in my camp
Ain't worried about followers
Check my account
Imma show

Follower
Follower
Looking to Rasheed for your direction
Follower
Follower
Waiting for Rasheed to give direction
You're nothing but a follower
Fuckin

the sky
You's a follower, but I'm capital I
Join the cult. I'm Illuminati
Luminati lu-lu-lu-luminati
These niggas out here got me twisted round like some

she don't even try to
Blame it on your momma, bitch
Or blame it on jail
‘cause you thought you was poppin'
With your little followers (ha)
She thought

25, 000 organized religions
Flourish on this planet
But the followers of each think all
The others are miserably misguided
And probably evil as
Well in

Pulling out 32s
Chicks you fall in love with
Really fuck with me
They just be curving you
So many followers on the gram
They'll never search for you
They

Lord Krishna
Your follower's heart is
In danger
My mission at stake
When my art's full of anger
The trishna take
Over my fate
I can't change her

nigga, they in Boot Camp 
They lie cause it takes them places that the truth can't
Only thing above me is God, and this booth lamp 

My brainstorms put

nigga, they in Boot Camp 
They lie cause it takes them places that the truth can't
Only thing above me is God, and this booth lamp 

My brainstorms put

Pour un salaire de merde, pendant plus de 20 piges
Et oui
Tant que tu critique ton avis je m'en fiche
Ça me fait des followers
Ça me fait des vues en

followers dem
Is no form of threat to we 
Cah when it come to lyrics, we have it, so come

Boom bye bye in a batty bwoy head
The shottie fly, now

Sound Bwoy Bureill

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

Weh y'ah go wid di champion sound?
You cannot cross the border cah we alkaline body
You weh come, we kill you already 
And you and yuh followers

Wipe Ya Mouf

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

business
So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit
And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit
On the regular, forever stay on our own dick

III. Life: The Biggest Troll [Andrew Auernheimer]

Childish Gambino

Because the Internet

2013

dollars I swallowed
The sauce was so malo then she said "you need to grow up
You been doing this for too long
That camp was a million years ago, sing me

III. Life: The Biggest Troll (Andrew Auernheimer)

Childish Gambino

Because the Internet

2013

the cantina, 30 dollars I swallowed (I nuzzled my Nyla)
The Sauza so malo then she said "you need to grow up
You been doing this for too long
That camp was

Chez nous pas d'couleur, pas d'ethnie la devise
J'ai mon frère qui pleure son père à l'église
J'laisserai des lovés pas des followers à mes fils
Tu

fall on the track
Let nature take it's course
I'm a product of the old Death Row camp
I ain't a fan of his, he might want to be standin' clear
I come

fuck the circus
Lost some followers it was worth it
Bitch I’m the man for real
Know how to get to them bands for real
Bulletproof vest is on me
Cuz I

venerable to gain followers
Unless you happen to be born into it
A few months later, my father got a Civil Service Job with the Army
And we moved overseas

tape it shut
I don't know how you can hate my guts
In the camp I'm the funny fuck
Yelling Cheerio after my honey nut

I'm very paranoid and puffin

the best pound for pound
Sendin' rappers off to camp I ain't talkin' Ben Stiller
I'm just here to keep it real, never adding any filler
Never taking bad

Jihadists roaming the land, suicide bombers swarm in the camp
Eradicate infidel scum, declare holy war on the heathen world
Sacrifice innocent lives, behead