[Hook: Shavo & RZA] That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid [Verse 1: Shavo] Like the mind, like the mind, the mind's Minolta Came to get, to get, to get together We think and drop na-na-na-na-na-knowledge Now-now-now-now-now-now do whatever Never never never three, different minds be melting Accumulating wisdom and strength to debatin' Meditatin', meditatin', and pre-meditatin' Your head mislead-lead from the lies you read-read The mind left weak A soul that's bleak Tock tick tock tick tock tock The rhythm melody of the verbal drop chop The ruler tech king of the chop shop The words are the abbot you hear here The wisdom in your ear you hear here so clear, fear Piercing like a sp-sp-spear Through the atmosphere From the front to the back, creepin' round the sphere Intellectual ban Achozen clan can can Like the M-E-T-H-O-D Man Said movin' on your left (left, left, left, left, left, left) Movin', movin', movin' on your left (left, left, left, left, left) Movin', movin' [Hook: Shavo] That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid [Verse 2: RZA] One hundred and eight pressure points, thirty-six is fatal Ten degrees between each point we separate you Knowledge of the cipher, it will elevate you Wicked ways will only deflate you Understand equality, we born to birth you 360 degrees form the perfect circle God cipher's divine The sun always shines The father come in his own good time When he appears like he's always been here A day to God is a thousand years But a night in hell is an eternal cell Where the inmates of the fire dwell I once was frozen now I'm Achozen What I know now, yo, I didn't know then Know the ledge, or fall off the edge To arm, leg, leg, arm, head I pledge I sincerely love all mathematics Get that static from out yo attic Not Republican nor Democratic I am what I am, Black Asiatic [Hook: Shavo & RZA] That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] In my hood you can find a zone for sale Just open up your mind, get blown for real An escape for your thoughts fresh off the scale Gives you visions of the end when the horse is pale Get caught and you're forced to jail Don't trip 'cause the money from the zone gets used towards bail Like an animal, might find me in a cell But never out of pocket like a hoe stroll girl The street life is the only life I know And the way I put it on record is just how it goes, homes I roll with the chosen swarms Cyclone with the poison poems and mic phones Born in a zone where the sick dogs roam In LA County where the clicks got known Kids got blown and started to spit rhymes And made a movement now known as the Sickside [Hook: Shavo & RZA] Yeah, yeah That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid That's the zone, kid [Outro: Shavo] Let the mind Let the mind