🎤 Title: "Taller for What?" (Dason Diss)
(Beat: Touch The Ground - Sha EK type beat)
[Intro – 0:00–0:15]
(Yeah)
Ayo Dason, why you talkin’?
You barkin’ but never walk in
Look at you, bro… clown sh*t.
Haha. Let's get it.
[Verse 1 – 0:16–0:48]
You only grew taller ‘cause you got clipped twice
Circumcised again just to flex your height? (Lame)
You a fraud, not a fighter, just bark on mic
Tryna be a G but your jeans too tight
You ain't gangsta — get the f*ck out my face
Actin' tough but you run in the chase
Talk loud ‘til I step in the place
Now your jaw locked up like a case
Whole squad know you soft like a biscuit
Throw hands? Nah, you missed it
Talk slick, but you walk like a chick flick
Put Dason on mute, that’s a quick fix
[Hook – 0:49–1:04]
You not that guy, Dason sit down
Talk real slick, but you never been around
Tryna throw shade, now you touched the ground
Big stepper here, you a lost & found
[Verse 2 – 1:05–1:36]
Remember in school you was beggin’ for friends
Now you diss me? Boy, make amends
Internet thug, all caps in your texts
In real life, bro, you lookin’ stressed
All that bark got no teeth
Call you a rat, you love that cheese
Say you up? You below my feet
Lil' boy moves, I'm elite with ease
Your crew look broke, and you lead that sh*t
They talk tough but they plead real quick
“Stop the cap,” what I scream in the pit
You a TikTok thug with a Snapchat clique
[Bridge – 1:37–1:52]
Taller? Cool, but your heart too small
You stood up once, then you started to fall
Tryna flex scars like they warzone calls
But I saw your file — you never stood tall
[Hook – 1:53–2:08]
You not that guy, Dason sit down
Talk real slick, but you never been around
Tryna throw shade, now you touched the ground
Big stepper here, you a lost & found
[Verse 3 – 2:09–2:
Why you always fold when the heat come on?
Got a loud mouth but your fight game gone
You diss on me? That’s your last wrong
I bring war, you just sing along
Circumcised twice? Now you reach for the skies
That’s cosmetic growth, I see through lies
Try to act wise with your recycled lines
But you stuck in place like traffic signs
No cap — this your endgame
Put your name on a shirt, that’s flame
You ain’t made for the streets, no fame
Just another bum with a keyboard name
[Hook – 2:40–2:55]
You not that guy, Dason sit down
Talk real slick, but
