how to kill A dead body

Maybe, I said too much
You might be losing your touch
Maybe you losing the battle, aint over til' its over
(Man shut down)
(I been at it for a few years )
**** outta here with that weird shit
You done when I say Im done with you *****
(I been at it for a few years, you been at it for a few months)Yeah
All that gossip you did on your last song
Done turned you into a blog
You should've been overseas, instead, you act like a broad
You rap like iOS 8 , I became what you shouldve been
Like how many other Mollies I gotta finish to pop?
Boy you shouldve stuck to pop, now you wanna be opps
Im really bout the wrap, you the type to run the cops
Prosthetic B. Rabbit, youll never be Hip or Hop
You had to resort to info you picking up on the block
“He say, she say?” We dont play those games
You prehistoric pre-school H-A-S-H
If I never said anything, you wouldnt be trending
Enjoy it while it lasts, your careers at its ending
Don't act innocent like you ain't live at Zeus crib
Better humble yourself boy, you aint live what you posting
Taking these pictures that you share months later
For your IG people, so you fake what you boasting
Truth be told, I never thought one minute
And fourty-seven seconds on Twitter would get under your skin
You ain't got no vision
Clubbing and ****ing ******* got you ****eyed
Cause all you do is think with your foreskin
*****s mad I got Anatii on a feature, huh?
J stand for jealous and its onehell of a creature, huh?
*****s say they made they sound that made me
And they was right
But nows the time where the student becomes the teacher, huh?
Speedy put you on a song, you hit your peak in 2017
If it wasn't for that, we wouldnt know you, huh?
You NeverBroke cause you sold your soul
For a platinum record, you aint eating off of
So now the devil control you, huh?
All this Pallbearer talk about Biggie
You must be Ready To Die, man
Guess somebody shouldve told you huh?
Im tailor-made for this shit
You just another Taylor Swift with a tiny ****
Man, we dont even rate you huh?
Dreams Money Can Buy, but look what it cost ya
Three years later, you still coming second to Costa
Youve been wanting to fit in so bad
You got an eye tat, with dreads
Hoping that the game would adopt ya
You rapping like a * ****, airing shit you heard on the street
Flip your stage name backward to Molley J
Talking dirty laundry get you whitewashed
Your beats aint shit to these white boys
Thats word to Marshall and Dre
Took a break from the game, came back like I never left
And all you could say in a diss is talk about my ex
But you stalking yours, breaking into her crib
To check if she aint with anybody else getting some better sex?
You aint a real *****, whenever you drunk or sober
You the same ***** who slept with your ***** s leftovers
Maybe, I said too much, you might be losing your touch
Maybe you losing the battle, ain't over til its over
I read that you that you owed a few things
Youre actually quite stressed cause youre not
After two years in the industry,
Youre not where you want to be
I feel like I can rap,
I dont know when you want me to start rapping,
But I feel like I can rap
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye
Whats up with the foolery?
You *****s aint foolin me, yeah
This shit is not new to me
Aint non you can do to me, (Nah)
** *** we the New Regime
You *****s is dead to me, yeah
Cant read 'em their eulogy
Cant read 'em their eulogy
Somebody tell these *** * *****s its about to go down
Aint got time for *******, so they gotta go now
I said, tell these **** *****s its about to go down
And if they aint know, them *****s bout to know now, yeah, yeah
You wanna come for my neck and be done with it
Nah, ** *** Ima have fun with it
Young Biggie turning that J to an L
Catch it, go long *****, run with it
You *****, you scared, aint no rules in a beef
I owe you a record, so stomach it
The only way you getting Reece on a record
Is shouting him out on your mini diss
Looking at you sounding ridiculous, I did what you couldnt
Then I did what you already did a lot better, Im limitless
They did not teach me forgiveness
If you get killed, the whole country my witnesses
Every dog has its day
Ima show the whole world you aint shit to me
***** you been a *****
Whats up with the foolery?
You *****s aint foolin me, yeah
This shit is not new to me
Aint non you can do to me, nah
** *** we the New Regime
You *****s is (dead) to me, yeah
Cant read 'em their eulogy
Cant read 'em their eulogy
Somebody tell these * *** *****s its about to go down
Aint got time for *******, so they gotta go now
I say, tell these **** **** *s its about to go down
And if they aint know, them *****s bout to know now, yeah, yeah