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you aint got a tek you got a horrible stick of ammo..
plus your style's so commercial your forcin me to switch the channel
TeK a.k.a the little missle scandal...
if this is in your hands, your grip'll scramble, after I split your handle...
rappin Freddy Adu, that plans to grab you..
and say the only challenge here is when you asked me to battle..
throwin punches until your friggin capspulled..-
back, the next young champ predicted from the grave by Cus Damato...
and now you need to stop yo track its..
wack, faggot, but that probably comes to you.. auto, matik..
come here lemme tell you whats up..
prick, all jokes aside you call yourself TICK, thats why you suck..
old school, grab a musket, thrust it to his face
blow out half his brains, by his front lips..
basically its just one punch and your dead..
your slept on, your real name is CRAFTMATIK, the adjustable bed..
n I'm splittin ya with surgical ways..
currupted, usin murderous rays, to sever ya veins..
so what I'm tryin to say..
is you can eat 5 apples a day, it still won't keep this doctor away..
(matter fact)
keep me away from this wack guy..
or I'll hit him in the mouth so hard the tooth fairy'll pick his teeeth out his back side..
