About..

### **Intro**
Hold up lemme get something catchy goin
\*clears throat\*
(H-H-half,
Half half, half of you, you stupid Zona f\*\*\*s
H-H-half,
Half half, half of you, you stupid Zona f\*\*\*s)
\*(Background vocal continues throughout track)\*

### **Freestyle 
H-H-half, half, half of you...
Let me break it down for these wannabe's one more time
Half of you stealing beats, half of you stealing rhymes
**West Coast bred, O-Side fed, real recognizes real**
While you **ZONA fakes fabricate every f\*\*\*\*\*g feel**

See I'm the **blueprint** that you copy but can't replicate
The original formula that none of you can duplicate
Half of you sound the same, half of you got no soul
All of you missing pieces, none of you are whole
**West Coast authenticity** running through my DNA
While you **ZONA clones** just bite styles every day
Half of you ain't worth the oxygen you breathe

### **Verse 1**
Don't No mean Don't know the streets
And still You Fuck Fuckers Be acting like you know what's up
Half hazardly making songs with words you just made up
Sounding fucking stupid Fuckers who never grew up
You're **murdering the music scene**
With sounds that'll make me throw up
You won't see the irony I doubt
IQ in single digits
Thinking a silent G is profound
Sneaking past you gnomes with no domes is as easy as it sounds
Distracted By Mindless Praddle, Chatter,
By me You're found
Imma rattle your senses

### **Pre-Chorus**
Bitch I'm an **O-Side West Coasta**, A Real G
Got you tossing and turning
In your mama's bed
Like you pissed the sheets
What you got to say don't F\*\*\*\*\*g matter.

### **Chorus**
Half of you ain't worth the time
Half of you can't spit a rhyme
West Coast authentic, you just **pantomime**
Half of you ain't worth the time
**ZONA fakers**, get in line
**Real ones know I'm in my prime**
While half of you just waste my time
\*(Background vocal intensifies)\*
H-H-half!

### **Verse 2: The Final Condemnation**
These **ZONA cats be plagiarizing flows**
While claiming they're original
Digital copycats with beats so minimal
Your rhymes are criminal, and not in the good way
Flows predictable, hooks forgettable, what more can I say?
I'm bringing heat while you're bringing lukewarm tap water
Spitting fire while you're stuck in **prehistoric barter**
**System's broken but you think you fixed it**
Truth is spoken but you never listened
I'm carving lanes while you follow paths

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rap, trap, hip hop, house, witch house,diss track