A teck nine is the last thing you'll be blasting/
I know you in real life, you got cought for sexually harassing/
Teck Nine its time that i turn writing rhymes into a fight/
Delete this battle after i beat you, but your scars will remain for life/
Trust me your punches that you type always seem to miss/
duel me in reality insteed of this Rap Battle bliss/
I know you in real life better wear a discise, cry, and cover your eyes/
Cause after i stop typing, we will see if my lines are true or lies/