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As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death | I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left | 'Cause I've been blasting and laugh…
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left 'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long that Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you talking, and where you walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip but I gotta, loc As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Look at the situation they got me facin' I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watching got me chasing dreams I'm a educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a loc'ed-out gangsta, set-trippin' banger And my homies is down, so don't rouse my anger – fool Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away I'm living life, do or die, what can I say? I'm twenty-three, never will I live to see twenty-four The way things is goin', I don't know Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me? They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Power and the money, money and the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking what's going on in the kitchen But I don't know what's cooking They say I've got to learn but nobody's here to teach me If they can't understand it, how can they reach me? I guess they can't, I guess they won't I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me? Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me?
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