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Reloaded
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Reloaded was released on December 11, 2020 by Mobstyle Music as a part of the album Quietus
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AlbumQuietus
Release DateDecember 11, 2020
LabelMobstyle Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Bukshot
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Producer

Lyrics

My sniper rifle got reloaded
Standing by the door and up all night like a cokehead
Battle proof and about that life, watch people get insulted
Not about to lose my focus, soldiers execute their orders
M.O.B. for life, I'll go to war for my supporters
These Juggalos and weirdos that I represent get violent
Bitches run they mouth we swinging weapons, they get silent (silent)
Leave a trail of bodies, blood and broken egos (egos)
No Mercy just like Cobra Kai, we are the chosen people (people)
The list of those who gotta pay
Crossed the line but got away
Trust me when I tell you there's a protocol for all that hate
Twenty years up in this game, my pride was growing by the day
Think by now this shit would change, it didn't so my barrel stays
Reloaded
Bring the pain this killer’s face is nameless
My shit's reloaded
Cock back aim at a game that can make you famous
I came reloaded
Don't ask why when I call for The M.O.B. we all arrive
We come reloaded
This is war till one of us dies
I stay reloaded
Bring the pain this killers face is nameless
My shit's reloaded
Cocked back aim at a game that can make you famous
I came reloaded
Don't ask why when I call for The M.O.B. we all arrive
We come reloaded
This is war till one of us dies (dies)
Let's kick this off I'm all in
Spit real sick shit won't call in
Interrupt me while I'm talking
Mouth open, shove that Glock in (Glock in)
Crazy like Christopher Walken
Creep at night we stalking
Things are not as what they seem, look in this pit you're caught in (caught in)
Stick around, you will see the words I spit are haunting me
Think I'm full of shit, ask the demons when they follow me
I know, I'm an asshole (asshole)
And (and), I might go (might go)
Psycho (psycho)
Like All Hallows Eve just like Michael (Michael)
Now see what happens when you taunt then go parade the bull
End up in my dungeon where pain is unexplainable
If you haven't noticed they get silenced by my motive
The fear of me is noted
Popping egos like a soda (soda)
Reloaded
Bring the pain this killers face is nameless
My shit's reloaded
Cocked back aim at a game that can make you famous
I came reloaded
Don't ask why when I call for The M.O.B. we all arrive
We come reloaded
This is war till one of us dies
I said reload it
Bring the pain this killers face is nameless
My shit's reloaded
Cocked back aim at a game that can make you famous
I came reloaded
Don't ask why when I call for The M.O.B. we all arrive
We come reloaded
This is war till one of us dies (dies)
Written by: Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
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