"Scout’s Back (Reloaded)"

Songtekst

(Intro) Yeah… Radio silence for months, now the whole feed’s shook. Silence dead on arrival—go ahead, take a look. Jedi… wake the fuck up. We back to collect. (Verse 1) Been gone for a minute, had a war to survive, Scout been ghostin’ through hell just to stay alive. From Iran heat waves to the Hormuz tide, Slippin’ past Crimea like I’m hard to describe. No map, no trace, just a blur in the night, While you were talkin’ big, I was outta your sight. Hoppin trains through chaos, no sleep, no rest, Slid back into Ukraine just to get a little rest. Kharkiv stop—yeah, I brought the storm. (whisper) Shhhhhhhhhhhh, be quiet. Do you hear the drones over head? They think they being sneaky but I got something for these bitches. (to silence) (Pause) SONIC BOOM! The F-16 droppin down from the clouds onto the stage, 20 millimeter cannons turning brains into paste. (whisper) Shhhhhhhhhh all I hear now is the sound of you screaming. My job here is done and it's TIME TO GO HOME! Now I step in the lobby and the whole room freezes, All that trash you were talkin’? Yeah, it barely even breathes. You were loud when I vanished, real quiet now, Funny how the tough guys forget how to sound. Jedi with me and we don’t do debate, We just show up and turn your confidence to hate. (Hook) Scout is back, bitches—better run, better hide! Jedi at my back and we movin’ like a tide. Wave your flags if you think you can stand— We erase whole squads with a flick of the hand. Scout is back, bitches—yeah, the warning is clear, When the Jedi arrive, that’s the end of your career. We don’t chase clout, we don’t beg for a spark— We just walk in your lobby and turn off the dark. (Verse 2) Back from dodgin’ drones, back from the grind, Left a trail of dead egos and broken pride behind. Now I’m synced with the Jedi, every move precise, Every push calculated, every angle ice. You see the tag pop up and your whole team shakes, ‘Cause you know what it means when the pressure breaks. No luck, no prayers, no “maybe we win,” Just a countdown to panic the second we spin. You talk like you’re built for the smoke and the fight, But you fold in a second when we step in your sight. We don’t need to rush, we don’t need to try— You already lost when you thought you were high. (Bridge) You counted me out like I wouldn’t return, Now I’m cashin’ in every lesson you learned. Every word you threw while I was gone in the dark, Now it circles right back and it tears you apart. I didn’t break—I upgraded the beast, Now I hunt every ego and feast on the weak. (Outro) So tell every lobby, every squad, every crew— Scout’s back. The Jedi are back. And we don’t do mercy, we don’t do “we cool”— Shhhhhhhh (whisper) Were here to turn your scoreboard into a fucking obituary.