ZONAs DEAD (hunterkv/streetdolls)

**Verse 1**  
Yo, Hunter K V, listen up, this one's for you,  
Fakin' like you hard, but we all see the truth.  
ZONA's on life support, pulse weak and it's fading,  
And you the main reason the whole scene's degrading.  

You postin' them bars like you runnin' the block,  
But it's all cap, bro, just basement-born talk.  
Street Dolls? Nah, you ain't built for the street,  
Just some dude in your mom's crib, eatin' Hot Pockets and meat.  

**Chorus**  
Hunter K V, fake as fuck, ZONA’s dyin’ on your watch! *(ZONA dyin’!)*  
Basement bitch, mommy’s couch, you ain’t built for the block! *(Basement vibes only!)*  
Street Dolls clown, soft lil’ dude, whole scene know you a fraud! *(Hunter fakin’!)*  
Fakin’ for clout, now it’s over—pack it up, you washed-up dog! *(Washed! Washed!)*  

**Verse 2**  
Claimin' you a king, but your crown's made of tin,  
Ghostwritin' your life, where do I begin?  
ZONA was poppin', now it's dyin' in pain,  
'Cause clowns like you flooded it with fake-ass rain.  

You flexin' on feeds, but your stats lookin' tragic,  
Plays from your alt accounts, that's straight-up magic.  
Street Dolls stupid bitch? Nah, that's you in the mirror,  
Hidin' behind screens, full of rage and pure fear.  

**Chorus**  
Hunter K V, fake as fuck, ZONA’s dyin’ on your watch! *(ZONA dyin’!)*  
Basement bitch, mommy’s couch, you ain’t built for the block! *(Basement vibes only!)*  
Street Dolls clown, soft lil’ dude, whole scene know you a fraud! *(Hunter fakin’!)*  
Fakin’ for clout, now it’s over—pack it up, you washed-up dog! *(Washed! Washed! Washed!)*  

**Outro**  
Hunter K V, better log off and touch grass,  
Your whole persona's just digital trash.  
ZONA's bleedin' out, and yeah, you to blame,  
Fake from the jump, forever stuck in the game.  

Pack it up, basement boy, the scene don't need ya,  
Real ones movin' on, leavin' frauds in the rearview—see ya!  

*(Ad-libs over the final beat drop & fade-out—layered, overlapping, getting louder and messier)*  
*ZONA dyin’! ZONA dyin’!*  
*Hunter fakin’! Fake as fuck!*  
*Basement vibes only! Mommy’s couch!*  
*Washed! Washed! Washed! Washed!*  
*See ya, fraud! Pack it up! 😤*

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