Hunting Grounds

And ima keep it polite
Very very nice

With yo grape jelly chain boy

[Verse 1: Zeuz]
Hot shells out the burner almost caught a body
Can't believe these niggas copy act like they never saw me
You treat this shit like a hobby that’s why your flows are sloppy
The greatest two are young zeuz and champagnepapi
All you industry plants a bunch of milli vanillis
You just putting on an act and your singing is silly
I know you use to riding up in a ghost but
When they expose you to the light mayne You going need spiritual healing
Claiming you a project baby
Nah nigga you just a product placement
No talent They needed appealing faces
So they paying 100 grand for you To appear in places
While we Lacking man power tryna cover ground
I put in the man hours we ain't on no Common ground
All around you fundamen-t-ally sound
The rap ain't work so you Humming melodies now
This is hunting grounds

No middle grounds
Yea hunting grounds
You don’t want smoke with me
With me

[Verse 2: Zeuz]
Let's play 21 questions
I throw the subs but they all directly
I gave them plaques and got paid zero
I guess that really make me the un sung hero
Living check to check now I'm getting check after check
That's why I'm focused on the deal the next after next
Your career was a magic trick booof just vanished nigga
At a (snap) of a finga like thanos nigga
At the wink or the blink of an eye I can handle niggas
They be on my ig live They stalk my handles nigga
But i ain't worried bout no dancing nigga
They should be worried bout law suits suit suits suit suit
The only shot that you can shoot shoot shoot shoot
You really thought you earned them views views views views
Couldn't capitalize off your own move
So you let the corporations come steal your whole groove fucked up

That's fucked up
But this hunting grounds
Reporting Live from the underground

[Verse 3: Zeuz]
You came across the cross fire
Stupid the way you maneuver you should of knew it would back fire
Lacking creativity ain’t paying homage you bad liar
Who knew I could SIT on the throne with Comedy and SAT-ire
You Faking public perception just to sell your your image
And all that fabrication just don’t sit well wit my spirit
Your ring leader only talk in codes
So you goin have to be a mind and lip reader just to know the words he never spoke j
Can't take a joke or a hoax so if I take a fun poke
In hopes it softens the blow of any fucking gunsmoke
I , Laid the traps out for you
Cause this is hunting grounds
Laid the raps out for you
You trying to cover ground
All hail zeuz now you Hear the thunder sounds
All hell breaks loosen bless my final resting grounds
Bless my final resting grounds
You just a sitting duck resting on my nesting grounds

Zeuz