Watch as i Break you down like im digestin' Your mind/
All my merkin's get a turn and your just next in line/
Tek...what chu know about a gun on your waist/
Only bullets that you droppin are the ones on your face/
Speak what youll Actually do Not what chu thinkin' will happen'/
Get you mad after this little freestyle im tappin'/
Tek...Listen up you'll never pose a threat/
...You need to give it up and stop postin' threads//
your jus a.. open target For the missles To Launch kid //
Rhymes Like your Bullets blank so they not posin' a caution/
Half way therre and excuse the accent/
Tek couldnt win roses at a ulgy pagent/
He Gotta to check himself and really recognize/
Bang yourself..oh..you can use the "tek" to die/
You tellin' jokes in your lyrics we know whos the clown/
i told this nigga he "wait"to much he try losin' pounds/
my young bulls lit his back up givin' him "flash back"/
he got played in school thats how he got labeled class act/
as i.. finish it off i'll just diminish him all/
light work gets sent to "born to kill" to finish him off/

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WEEZY SNYPZ