Zion I
The Bay
[Verse 1]
Let it go, let the good take hold
I'm a brother from the West who was blessed with a soul
Let me tell you 'bout a place, you probably don't know (Yeah)
We still live in Cali, got a style cultural
We was known for the '60s for Panthers and hippies
Now we known for murders, pimps, and three-sixty's
Side shows, high speed chases too
And a crack epidemic that'll turn you blue
And an AIDS epidemic that can end you too
It's the yay, baby brother, and I thought you knew
Oakland to Vallejo
Vallejo to the Zay
The Zay to the Sko’
AKA as the Bay
Unique so to speak in a whole lot of ways
We hardly get the love 'cause we close to LA
We got our own slang
But everybody took it
Now we going dumb down the Ave driving crooked

[Chorus]
This the way in the bay
In the Bay
In the Bay
In the Bay
[Verse 2]
I'm ya little cuddy cold from the Northern Pacific
Beach always cold so don't get the game twisted
Thugs reprocessed to the death packing biscuits
Weed almost legal, the trees is terrific
We got Cannibis clubs, Filipinos and Blacks
Latinos from all over the map
Chinese and Vietnamese so don't get jacked
Samoans, Indians, Tongans, Thai’s
It's the Bay homie and we multiplies
We never act shy when it's time to ride
And we claim 2Pac as a source of pride
I said we claim 2Pac as a source of pride
(And we claim 2Pac as a source of pride)
Let it go, let me bless the flow, my people
Here we go, here we go, here we, here we, here we, yo
From the streets to the beach
Flat lands to peace
To the freaks in the deeps driving by (Beep-beep)
To the heat meet the seat
To the cops from the beat
To the rich to the sweet
To the poor to the weak
To the youth and the beast
HP 3rd Street
Telegraph to the Ave
North to the deep East
Telegraph to the Ave
North to the deep East
Telegraph to the Ave
North to the deep East
To the youth and the beast
HP 3rd Street
Telegraph to the Ave
North to the deep East
[Chorus]
This the way
In the Bay
In the Bay
In the Bay
This the way
In the Bay
In the Bay
In the Bay