Jamal Edwards - Autumn Wars lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, I can wreck a flow like a monster/ I been on my monkey since that Crayola & Tonka/ Since early morning with Rescuers & Bonkers/ Been taking control since I found out how to beat Blanka; hear me out/ I can build a flow up like a genius, if you wanna see it/ Best believe it, freakin' feral fetus let my mama speak it/ All I ever needed was a pencil & the loosest leaf/ And I can burn it up, like a forest vs. Wiz Khalifa/ Mia Khalifa, how I freak a beat like I'm in The Valley/ I was barely born banging beat back in the back of Cambridge/ Barely 15, shaggin' sweeties at my Mom & Daddy's/ Jeez Louise, Tiffany had me fienin' like Cedric Hailey!/ I'm that n***a, I'm that n***a!/ Louisiana Federal Credit Union and it got six figures!/ Mom & Dad we won't ever go broke again!/ Get a girl and poke her face until she have a broken chin!/ [Hook] Now throw your hands up in the atmosphire if you 'bout it/ Them boys from the South is coming down and gettin' rowdy, like/ Ayo, b**h! Ayo, b**h! Ayo-ayo, b**h! (Repeat 1x) Now ladies, move yo' hips & blow some kisses if you feel it/ J.ReaL is in the building, looking fresh and spittin' lyrics, like/ Ayo b**h! Ayo, b**h! Ayo-ayo, b**h! (Repeat 1x) [Verse 2] Zoom n***a, we can get it on, yeah, how ever you want!/ n***a we can get it on! b**h, I'm back up in my zone!/ Yeah, me & my microphone hoe, I'm right where I belong/ And I'm shooting down you clones! Blucka, blucka! Looka!/ I can jack a rapper til' he's cashed out! Black mask out/ Gimme all you got, if the ba** knock, you a**ed out!/ 20 somethings all around me like I'm in a frat house!/ They drunk and screaming all my lyrics til' they f**ing pa** out!/ I can touch a track and make it godly, God lee!/ Hype Indie, n***as bumping that like it's the Isleys!/ Kryogenic how I spit it, chillin', I'm so icy/ Rhyming on Häagen Dazs, all of my bars, filled up with Ice Cream/ I can style it like I model BBC/ Like I'm signed to Star Trek, I'm the new N*E*R*D/ Like the Neptunes put Slim Thugga & Fam Lay on my LP/ Laser gun tucked, walking in the function 40 deep!/ [Outro] I'm that n***a, I'm that n***a!/ Long live Soulja, in New Orleans like Big Tymers, I thought I f**in' told ya'/ (Repeat 1x)