Epistra - Final Battle lyrics

[Intro] S.T.E. n***a! [Verse 1: Jae Tha Dodger] Paper over p**y, Money over b**hes Now watch me make a k**ing, its survival of the fittest Runnin' the game, like wii fitness Tryna ball like lebron, but I k**ed the witness Feel like breakin records, I belong in guiness Swear I'm so laid back like a visit to the dentist We all dream I don't sleep so I live it I leap on tracks and then rip it like ribbit Never (Told) a lie though Even when I lied ho Keep trucking like Tahoe I'm coming at they neck Yeah I'm cutting ties ho f** you Die slow f** fame And a name I just want that John (Doe) Cause A n***a hungry Swear I need a (meal) Aiming at the dollars I'mma shoot to k** If I reach rock bottom Then it's on for real I'mma use the metal to (steal) [Hook 1] Verse 1 Done And you don't want none Son [Verse 2: Jae Tha Dodger] For wealth is what I'm wishing Whose my competition? When Dodger hit the beat It's like gaining an admission to witness the gifts That I say when I spit this If I say that its fresh then I (meant) it Get it? Yeah im flexin' If im on it then it (must-sell) Couple F's in my cla**es, but on the cut scale I'm Free of infringement and flawless as well They know I'm the sh** They disregarding the smell My n***a spark up the L I'm in my zone, kush is my body odor I don't need cologne These n***as all clones But to each it's own If you reach it's on I'm impeaching thrones I heard if you white, you get a easy break like Styrofoam My verses just serve it so im on the sh** that Nino on Or used to be Get used to me k**ing tracks I let my verses be the eulogies [Hook 2] Verse 2 Through n***a im the f**ing truth Need to put me in a f**ing booth [Verse 3: Jae Tha Dodger] Got this weed in me so you know a n***a grinding They told me time is money, you can call this perfect timing I wanna Rollie to match my Future, its brightly shining Men in the streets lying Women in my sheets lyin She gotta man she a (cheat-ah) Im not (lyin') But she (hear) I'm the mane like Joe Biden, Paul Ryan, Romney, or Obama Im the man like im in the Casablanca Thats word to your mama Thats word to your honor Thats Word to my next b**h And the b**h coming behind her Reminder! The paper calling Dodger like a fax The money's all im tryna see to stack these cata-rax These who*es riding like saddle back These n***as phony like magic jack If I leave Indy to be a star I'mma kick sh** No vanderjagt Think you the man? Is that a fact n***a you so outta touch If you think you the sh** Consider this a royal flush b**h [Outro] And thats all It's Dodger n***a (SteamTeam Handshake) Who Gone Stop Me? Nobody