[Intro]

Your boy is back

Don't get it confused
See I paid mad dues
Sometimes you gotta break the rules
That's what Nel about to do

[Chorus]

Gutter rhymes thru the speaks flowin'
Amps swollen like dirty rodents
Tapes rollin' - blaze potent -
Booths smoking - When I'm done -
Left the mic broken
Can't you tell that I'm reloaded


[Verse 1]

Claiming you rock, your just a hip-hop Mick Jagger
In a 30 second test of ya skill you lack swagger
Angry fans run of the stands with mad daggers
And bypass the plain-clothes assassin who's laughin'
Nel when at full thought is redeemed for actions
Fans show satisfaction
Appreciative for his rapping
Production still dope before and after its mastered
I'm native to the instruments my work is massive
Big dog in the yard - what's a poodle to a mastiff
No father in hip-hop so the kids was a bastard
In fact, probably blue from his jazz collection
Rich decadent elements, large-scale as elephants
Proves why I could chill for a bit and still be relevant
I'm fly by design to impress without the second guess
You a pest, a wingless insect - I bench press
Blow any amp, no time stamp man my art worth salary
Hold my weight like a calorie, girls Kay like Valerie
Voluptuous, assumptions will earn you nothing
Coast to coast bipolar flows keep the global warm
Nuclear holocaust bars stay ready for war


[Chorus]

Gutter rhymes thru the speaks flowin'
Amps swollen like dirty rodents
Tapes rollin' - blaze potent -
Booths smoking
When I'm done left the mic broken
Can't you tell that iI'mreloaded

[Verse 2]

Playmaker, trailblazer trap hater
Make a 808 need a pacemaker
Breaks tight like a large fam
Touch more beats than farmers cropping their land
Some ---- can't withstand my jams
Talk shit with no plans how to stop the man
Took a break just to give them more understanding
A lot of things have changed and it's granted
I gotta do more with this magic
Hold the torch like a blunt, no intentions to pass it
You asses turned to acid soon as I rapped this
Hit the pedal and pass the rest of yall like flatulence
No access for my cloud of excellence to bask in
Lamping like a champ in my own right
I'll DJ in a perfect world in the shadows of midnight
Old oriole ballpark beer in the uber ride
Don't drink and drive alright cause the flow is enough
To register 3 times the legal limit of alc on ya breath
So go and walk the thin line in the confines of rhyme
And soon you'll find in time your bars ain't as clever as mine
Keep hatin'​ cause it only amplifies my shine

[Chorus]

Gutter rhymes thru the speaks flowin'
Amps swollen like dirty rodents
Tapes rollin' blaze potent
Booths smoking - When I'm done
Left the mic broken
Can't you tell that I'm reloaded (3x)
Amps swollen like a bunch of dirty rodents
Rhymes thru the speakers still flowin'
Can't you tell that I'm reloaded
In the booth the tape rollin'

Yeah

Can't you tell that I'm reloaded (4x)

Reloaded

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