Hengman - Conclusion (diss)

[Verse]
You needa get gripped and somebody should be holding ya
Rough you up, fuck you up, leave ya walking all dumb like dystonia
I control your senses, I control your mind
And go above ya limits in competition into an over time
Know ya time, ‘cause there’s a difference between barking and action
You say you pop guns and you spark and blast them
But you got fucked up before you were talking and blabbing
Just all up and yapping about where you live, bitch?
I’ll smack you and leave ya flying, with your body defying gravity like physics
My father taught me to think it all and then speak
But I guess they can put priceless on your words when they say talk is real cheap
You can release mixtapes and think you can be overtly nice
But in the end, you remind me of fame…overly hyped
I’ll give it to you that you got swag and some flow
And that you working on some cash and some dough
Just in the end, I ain’t wanting to be cool with you
‘Cause that’s the rule with you
You can take shots at me and be callin’ me out, stressing my name, bub
Between me and you, you’s a back up singer and I’m professional, step your game up
You’s just another extra lame fuck…