Tek flii man you in trouble 
King of [bad word] man you in trouble 
Tommy the clown all yall is in trouble 
Its Eyez up fam we ending all the trouble 

[VERSE 1]
This is a invitation dogs cats and friends 
Practicing life probably packed with sin 
Dancing 2 secular music smacking the wind 
Man don’t make me have 2 pass you again 
Let me ask
You again this question is just simple and plain 
Who is this dude with the king of [bad word] on his name? 
Please don’t tell me cuz I can guess 
But I can rest cuz that boy aint posing no threat 
Now who is the best JESUS is pride stomp you into pieces iz 
Can you believe this biz 
These people putting salt on my game like a pizza kid
But I aint gotta stretch my arm out to reach this kid go clean yourself up dog go on 
And bleach the kid
So when you see me in the street aint no reasoning 
You cooked with the seasoning 
Who iz you believing in I rep that CHRIST 
You rep that death I rep that life so go head ya hall of fames certain people in ya crew
Iz in the hall of games yall better stop 4 you end up in the hall of flames
Calling the name but aint nothing gon change
Its gon be a shame cuz [bad word] 
Nobody to blame so [bad word] yall better stop fronting 
Cuz im gon get at ya crew 
The first stop im gon make its gon be you 
Tek flii you couldn’t hit me with your best try 

Yeah I like 2 [bad word] yall 2 the [bad word] show pointing out the fakers 
And all the trouble makers we bout 2 get at ya 
Any buck session anywhere its going down its Christ up 
I got jr tight bang 
Lil tight bang 
Soulja tight bang 
Baby tight bang 
Tek flii I know you mad at that one but you a TightEyezKilla right 
So get ya guns out 

[VERSE 2]
Remember that day up in my room career shattering like how you do that style
Man you so talented 
That yellow meoshe shirt the black fubu boots 
The gray pants and you was trying 2 break dance 
Add it up you play like a braniac break ya hip bone
Trying 2 wobble like a maniac 
You had twisties I had braids then I got saved and you got blazed
GOD owns the entire [bad word] game we was supposed 2 share the empire 
That worldly been tired this aint a work for hire 
Satan is stomped and by the way aint no first lady of [bad word] 
Looking in like a peep show on the script but what about Mijo
Now that’s the dude that got part ownership 
I blame myself for lying playing games with you
We gotta make another name 4 you 
But now I got my goons and my hounds 
When they see you in the streets aint no greeting 
They gon give you the and then remove that crown of straws 
When you diss this Christ fam you breaking the law 
I thought you knew man.

Lil Tight here, 
1st generation; your hating on the 2nd generation Eyez, man
But Y’all wasn’t forced to leave But thanks for moving out the way though, 
James, I can’t apologize for Jesus, so,
You know how it is; either shut up or…
BUCK UP

Eyez up- I’m trying to tell you cats 
Eyez up- You hear what I’m saying?
Eyez up- it’s like five of us man
Eyez up- I don’t care what you are, its
Eyez up- And we staying Christ up 

This Jr. Tight Eyez
And Tek fly;
You the only fly that I know
That didn’t have enough Tek-nology
To keep your moth off the Eyez
But yeah, EYEZ UP
And Flies FLY UP