Lord of the Beats

Guns Runner

Fight For It

Bobble Head

4 U HATERZ [Prod. Trench Boy]

OPPS CAN'T WIN

1. Jae Reload - Opps Cant Win (prod. By Deez Beatz)

LOCK N LOAD WITH ME

4. Jae Reload - Lock N Load With Me (prod. By Deez Beatz)

SNEAK A GUN IN THE CLUB 4 ME

3. Jae Reload - Sneak A Gun In The Club 4 Me (prod. By Deez Beatz)

IF I CAN'T BRING A WEAPON

2.Jae Reload- If I Cant Bring The Weapon Feat. Wavii Banko

A Tribute to the Warsickness experienced by people around the world!

Warsick

First Time They Meet Me They Wanna Treat Me
Last Time I Told Y’all Baby Wanna Freak Me Geek Me Making A Movie On Private Stories It’s Going Down Whenever She Link Me 
Baby Good Head On Her Shoulders
She Gon Top Me Off In The Front Row Seater
Making It Super Sloppy, 
Making It Messy She Not A Cleaner
Baby Real Happy With Her Meal Not McDonald’s
Kids What I Feed Her
Shawty A Real Throat Goat, 
Nobody Seeing Her Like John Cena 
She Ready For That Action
Shawty Get It Cracking 
You Will Never Catch Her Lacking  
She Really Get Busy
The Beam Start Flying When I Backout This 50 Grah!
Babygirl What You Tryna Do She Like Manny I’m With Whatever 
If You Sliding Then I’m Sliding Too, 
Ion Care If You Got Em Im On Em Too
Lil Baby On Timing She Know What I Do 
Ion Gotta Pretend She Hip In The Loop
When Don’t Care Where We At Cus Still Get It On
Word To Kay Flock, We Show Out & Perform 
Ion Even Gotta Up It
Call My Hittas Up They Gon Beat You In Public
I’m Still With Whatever 
Henny And Dusse Still Much Better
Play In The Coochie Still Get It Wetter
Telling Me Stop Till She Turn To A Beggar 
Coochie Telling Me You Better Please Me, Tease Me, Freak Me I Love It When You Eat Me  
Babygirl Can’t Leave Me, 
Cuz She Fuccin Wit A Demon Rahh!

With Whatever Pt. 2 (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Hear the gravel talkin’ under midnight shoes
Hear the preacher in the alley sayin’ what you knew
We ain’t here for pretty — we came to set the record right
Bring him out back, let the moon confess tonight

[Verse 1]
He smiled like a sermon, hands clean as Sunday glass
Spoke promises like scripture, while he sold us off by half
I kept my eyes on the ledger, counted every crooked line
Watched him dine with liars, toastin’ sins we cannot grind
Mama raised me on the law that love don’t come with strings
But he wore crowns of paper and called it King of kings
So we knock on his backdoor with lanterns made of truth
Bring him out back — let the ghosts of every promise move

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t here to kill him — we came to prove he’s hollow
Pull the curtain, light the stage, let the rotten marrow follow

[Chorus]
Bring him out back, we’re diggin’ up the proof tonight
Diggin’ through the lies, lettin’ cowardice see light
We ain’t buryin’ people — we’re buryin’ every fake alibi
Bring him out back, let the truth make him cry
Bring him out back — let the whole world watch him fall
Bring him out back — let the silence break his gall

[Verse 2]
He taught us how to smile while we swallowed metal grief
Sold us bottled heaven that just harvested belief
We bled moonlight on the corner, learnin’ how to stand alone
Took the scraps of dignity and made ‘em into home
Now we load our hearts with thunder, march with boots of blame
Not to spill a single drop — just to call him by his name
No shovels, no blood — just evidence and stare
We’ll show the world the mirror, make him drunk on his own glare

[Pre-Chorus 2]
We’re not the monsters in his story — we’re the crowd he never saw
We’re the ones who came together, brought the law of what is raw

[Chorus]
Bring him out back, we’re diggin’ up the proof tonight
Diggin’ through the lies, lettin’ cowardice see light
We ain’t buryin’ people — we’re buryin’ every fake alibi
Bring him out back, let the truth make him cry
Bring him out back — let the whole world watch him fall
Bring him out back — let the silence break his gall

[Bridge]
Hush now, listen — the asphalt speaks the names he stole
Hush now, listen — the alley’s ledger holds the toll
We ain’t thrillseekers of shadows — we’re scholars of the scar
We bring receipts to thunder, light the match on who you are

[Breakdown]
Clap the hands, stamp the ground — let the echoes take his lies
Stomp the pretense into dust — watch the castle of his alibis
Call the names that never mattered when he stood behind that mask
Bring him out back, homie — now’s the hour, now’s the task

[Verse 3]
I ain’t numb to vengeance, my chest still holds the ache
I got lullabies of sorrow that the night won’t ever take
I loved like I was honest, I bled like I was true
So when the truth comes shinin’ — I want the world to view
Not to relish his ruin — but to free the ones he stole
To make the children know their worth, to stitch the broken whole
Bring him out back for justice — not for crown or brutal brag
We bring him out back to dig up lies, not bury a body in the rag

[Final Chorus]
Bring him out back, we’re diggin’ up the proof tonight
Diggin’ through the lies, lettin’ cowardice see light
We ain’t buryin’ people — we’re buryin’ every fake alibi
Bring him out back, let the truth make him cry
Bring him out back — let the whole world watch him fall
Bring him out back — let the silence break his gall

[Outro]
So if you ever dance with devils who wear your face at dawn
Remember we will find the alley, and we’ll right what he did wrong
Bring him out back — but bring the tape, the witnesses, the name
Bring him out back — and set the crooked world aflame (with truth)

Bring Him Out Back (Dig Up the Truth)

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3. Jae Reload - Sneak A Gun In The Club 4 Me (prod. By Deez Beatz)

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