[Intro]

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[Hook]

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

Exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

I'll JFK your ass for rapping 'bout drop tops

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

I exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

And I'll JFK your ass

[Verse 1]

It's Nefarious X-Raided, the nigga that some say is the last and the next greatest

Psycho Active to Xorcist to Unforgiven, I've been the best spit, investigate it

Homicide detectives investigated and arrested Raided

But in spite of that, powerful people are still willing to invest in Raided

And in light of that I'm illuminated, owner of the track and decorated

Sacrilegious shit and piss on a niggas grave to desecrate it

Back to business, bitches, this the result of X being hexed and faded

Fuck your love, my heart is cold, ain't nothing left except for hatred

Face it, you can't escape the chase, I'm viral'd out

You superstitious bitches better get your crosses, garlic and your bibles out

I swear to god, I'm Vlad The Impaler, willing to kidnap your broad and impale her

Willing to wrap up your daughter and sell a fake negotiated bargain and sell her

It's dark in that cellar, it'll be smart of you not to go down there

Otherwise be traumatized for life by what you find there

CSI won't find nothing but blood and a bunch of brown hairs

By the time they find the body, looked like it's been attacked by a brown bear

[Hook]

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

Exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

I'll JFK your ass for rapping 'bout drop tops

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

I exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

And I'll JFK your ass

[Verse 2]

I'm back for blood, dracula in my cap and gloves, get to acting up

And I'll have my nigga Macc hit your set in a g-ride Acura Legend and clap it up

Hold your applause, pause, keep'em on a leash, better hold your dogs

Otherwise all my pits gon bite, you could fight for your life but you'll still get mauled

Sick of bitches tryna claim they're G's, really the tricks are just ticks and fleas

Trigger finger start itching, I'll scratch that shit till all of them bitches bleed

This is greed of the deadly sins

Raided another deadly man with the sickness which is why we're tripping in the first place

Put you under the dirt and call it your earth day

Bucking at 'em with buckshot, they get ducked even if they duck, get it?

I ain't going down licking no chick clit if it ain't plucked, get it?

I digress, back to the bricks and sticks and stones

Whips and bone fragments be discovered inside of victims homes, Romanian artifacts

Crime scene so bloody and gruesome, when the coroner viewed the body he vomited and had a heart attack, ain't want a part of that

I became an immortal by daring to stare in the eyes of Medusa

Turned to stone then I was brought back to life by my producer, now woosah!

[Chorus]

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

Exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

I'll JFK your ass for rapping 'bout drop tops

Okay, I'm reloaded, you could retweet it, you could requote it

I exploded and I cooled off and then I reheated and I imploded

Bloc Star, my bars ain't about chips, ain't about whips or a hot watch

And I'll JFK your ass, okay!