ZONA Is Infected

**[Intro]**  
ZONA's rotten—fake artists, bot armies, paid frauds killin' the real scene.  
Report scammers, tag the app, expose the cheats. Purge starts with us. Burn it down.

**[Chorus]**  
What I gotta do? Who I gotta pay to climb these fake charts?  
Make these frauds pay for ruinin' what we started?  
Seen it a hundred times—bots floodin', paid plays on loop,  
But Goose never sinks, I stay locked in the group.  
Weird how it works, like ZONA knows who's real,  
Keeps the true ones floatin', flushes the rest in the deal.  
No bots, no bribes, just bars and raw truth,  
Y'all fake shit get exposed when I step in the booth.

**[Verse 1]**  
It's Goose, the realest still breathin' in this Zona war,  
Droppin' bangers every drop, every track hittin' hard.  
Hit 1K organic in a day, straight fire, no cap,  
But overnight views crash—what the fuck is that trap?  
Scammers drop trash, start at fifty views on release,  
Next day 50K streams, fake plays never cease.  
Boosted playlists loop bots, pay-to-win the game,  
My real shit starvin', still chasin' the flame.

**[Verse 2]**  
Emvee flipped to Elijah, hid like witness protection,  
My 10K diss buried him, wrecked his whole section.  
Cold Verse, we know that's you, bitch-made clown show,  
Dash Vibes creepin' back, stealin' Emvee's flow.  
Y'all pad playlists on repeat, can't chart clean,  
Flood the app with whack trash, no soul in the scene.  
Street Dolls, your fall comin' like the rest of these fools,  
Nemesy held #1 months, now bottom—hacked by the rules.  
App caught the cheat, tossed him quick overboard,  
Salt Girl eternal top, then purged—fraud ignored no more.

**[Verse 3]**  
Street Dolls, time tickin', crown slippin' fast,  
Trash don't last when the purge hits at last.  
Jaylin, Emvee, Dash—crew on fraud watch forever,  
I'm the rebel with the neck, never backin' down, never.  
Goose forever, real views or zero, I ride,  
Bangers keep comin', y'all frauds already died.  
Fuck the scammers, fuck the boosts, fuck fake rises you chase,  
Goose stays floatin' till the real take their place.

**[Outro Rally]**  
Telegram snakes buyin' bots, $20 for 10K loops,  
Proxies from Russia makin' mid shit look like groups.  
Street Dolls pay Indian farms, zero to hero overnight,  
But roots all fake—everybody sees through the light.  
Y'all ruined my garden, built with sweat and grind,  
Organic deep, your vines synthetic, leavin' pain behind.  
Now Goose got the blueprint to shatter your throne,  
Callin' out cheats, droppin' disses like stones.  
Screenshots of jumps, timelines screamin' fraud,  
Tag ZONA, go viral—turn bots into dust.  
Rally the squad—Bandit, ALEX, Zero, lock in tight,  
We built this from dirt, now we takin' back the fight.  
United, no mercy, no truce in this war,  
Gooseneck leadin'—purge the fake forevermore.

What I gotta do? What I gotta do?  
What I gotta do to make the real break through?

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