"Already Dead"

wait before we fight, i need to ask your name so i have something to write when i lay you under your gravestone ill lay low after i murder your lame flow, like my games soul the casell remain cold killing this wannabe J. Cole, theres such a bridge between us you pay toll not here to label, you, here to disable, you, flow weak as some playdough, ooh, hit you with my lambo, blue, you cannot handle, im a commando, guns like im Rambo, with extra ammo, quick as shadow, points like an arrow, playing this game like Mozart on piano, man oh, rocking that halo, cause im an angel, an angel of death step in the saddle, its time to battle, best bring your inhaler im stopping your breath wait, my shovels broke how can i dig a hole this fat fuck would fit in guess ill bury your career instead, it should only be a couple inches ya know what, time i put the final nail in, shut the coffin up, on an emcee who barely flailing i lied about killing your career, so rest your head i would but you cant kill something thats already dead