Lyrical Breakdown of Reloaded - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Reloaded" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Reloaded" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Tech N9ne employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Tech N9ne's narrative.

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This that St. Louis shit Bitch, I know you mad Bitch, I know you mad Come and say that to my face (Yeah) Come and say that to my face (Skrrt) I'm from the city of greats (Yeah) We shooters that trap everyday Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn Homie, please sit where I stay St. Louis like Nelly, eyy Look what you wearing, a nine or a K Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up 'till the dollars is overflowing my pockets I'm the plug, I'm the [psychic] dawg, you can get it for the low Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold You a hater dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose You know I'm the problem with Tech on the last song like I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded They see me with women, that's glamorous People think I'm polyamorous When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks Muffed the milli and mind your manners, miss Blood I get to blasting that blammer bitch Action always acompanies an anarchist Suckers slip up and stammer shit But I like living life lovely and lantern lit, motherfucker I am the Tech, I'm buying the jet Lot of people are freaking out with maybe flying the vet I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex Spying, dying, or wet, wanna put the N9ne in your neck They really wanna deepthroat it 'Cause everything he quoted Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it Incredible fucking piece of what the siz and the bees voted The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded Niggas want me to go away Pray to God I get 86'd Unaware who they fucking with From the looks of those baby dicks, life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come crazy quick Cash rules everything around me Now you know what to pay me with Wait, I don't know what could be matter with them They want me to battle with them It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping with him Ain't nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest they ever heard with the bla bla What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca (damn) ha-ha I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded