Tight Eyez Callout Lyrics

Tek flii man you in trouble
King of krump 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 krump 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 im coming
Nobody to blame so stop running 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 welcome yall 2 the truth 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 krumpm 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 krump
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 B
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