## Verse 1
From Texas heat to Oceanside, fuck what they say
Metamorphosis in motion, bitches know we don't play
Messenger status since day one, raw truth I spit
Coast to coast connection, don't give a shit who gets hit
Zona breakthrough, King and Queen ruling this shit
WorldPatternz and Q.savage, making haters throw a fit
Like butterfree wings in "when can I be," fly as hell
Cross-state collaboration, other rappers can go to hell
Left em wrapped up, f***ed up in the game
Turn these punk asses to dust, grave powders still the name
## Verse 2
Deep in the zone like the message I had to convey
Riding through Austin, El Paso, LA, smokin' all day
That road trip vision, real hustlers making moves
From lone star dust to California's ocean, paying dues
Now Zona becomes the bridge where real motherfuckers meet
Where patterns and savage beats knock hard in these streets
"Chill out" taught them words hit harder than a fist
Different styles converging, shit none of them can resist
## Verse 3
When "Metamorphosis" dropped, they thought they knew my shit
But evolution's constant, cocoon to butterfree, can't be legit
Remember that sunset in Tucson? The sky turned gold
Now these messages we're sending got these fuckers on hold
Qsavage laying down bass that makes the block quake
Two different energies creating waves, damn right we make
Like those verses I wrote while pushing through state lines
Zona's our intersection, where we fuck up the design
## Hook
Zona, Zona, breaking through boundaries
Patterns and beats, creating new soundscapes
Texas to Cali, we bridging territories
WorldPatternz and Qsavage, making earthquakes
Zona, Zona, where the music comes alive
Qsavage
