iight sons of NEW YORK.. REP.. MONDO...

peep peep.. CHECK CHECK


Add A Teaspon Of Milk, Add A Cup Of Flower
And Cook For Half an Hour, Now We Baked Austin's Skills/
You Couldn't Cum Clean From Jackin Off In The Shower
Like A Whack Trilogy I Got Austin Powered/
Wow, Your A Coward...Afraid Of Text Match
I Wouldn't Count This Chicken Even If The Eggs Hatched/
But I Style Got You Wired, It What Got You Inspired
Plus I Keep Em Cummin Like I Was Nikki Tyler/
You Could Call Me A Buyer, I Got Your Verse Consumed
And Dead On Arrival Is What The Nurse Assumed/
But Dawg You lost this...But it wasn't Your Fault
Cuz You Mistook This Battle For A Poetry Contest/

DONE MY SONS... hey yowhatup said i could have 12 so yeah i have 12