Reloaded - Statik Selektah, Pain In Da Ass, Action Bronson

But now this guy’s gotta come up with his money every week

No matter what

You ain’t selling records?

Fuck you, pay me

Oh you want him in your video?

Fuck you, pay me

No one’s coming to your shows, huh?

Fuck you, pay me

And then what do you do?

When you can’t borrow another dollar from your label,

you can’t sell another single in the streets, Statik Selektah lights a match.

Put your she record on fire, motherfucka.

Okay, I’m reloaded!

Yes-yes, y’all, and you don’t stop

Expect the unexpected, Brooklyn connected

Now, who’s hot?

Who’s not?

Go off

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Selektah Statik, we’re back at it

It’s in the paper

The flav’s about to drop

Royal Blue Steve Harvey suits with army boots, hop in the Audi

We outtie, Queens County, call on the hounds

100 stacks on my favorite horse

300 hundred dollars for a flavored favorite broth

Keep it hidden in the neighbor’s dog

So what the fuck is good?

Big Fucking Body

Back where it all started

Statik Selektah

Keep fucking around with me, you weak motherfucking DJ’s

You’ll be nothing less

You can’t eat nothing more, man

You’ll be lucky if I let you do a block party in the Bronx

You ain’t shit

Fuck outta here, man

Move forward and we shine year round

New money, new bills, same shit, new design

So all you label execs

Cut the check, you now tuned in to Statik Selekt

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Yeah, and it’s live from Bushwick

Boom back rap, yep, back on that hood shit

Tone Touch, hold up, suckas get mushed quick

With all that fuckery, y’all can’t fuck with me

Rolling still, overkill

Yeah, 50 emcees, y’all know the drill

Stay cooking up shit y’all supposed to feel

See I paved the way, then Statik saved the day

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