| one:
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| As i walk through the valley of the shadow of death
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| I take a look at my life and realize theres not much left
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| Cuz ive been blastin and laughin so long
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| That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
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| But i aint never crossed a man that didnt deserve it
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| He be treated like a punk, you know that son heard up
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| You better watch how you talkin and where you walkin
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| Or you and your homiez might be lined in chalk
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| I really hate to trip, but i gotta, loc
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| As they cope, i see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
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| Im the kinda g the little homiez wannabe like
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| On my knees in the night
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| Saying prayers in the street light
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| We’ve been spending most our lives
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| Living in the gangstas paradise
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| two:
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| They got the situation
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| hey got me facin
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| I cant live with no more rights
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| I was raised by the stripes
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| So i gotta be down with the hood team
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| Too much television watchin got me chasin dreams
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| Im an educated fool with money on my mind
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| Got my 10 in my hand and the green in my eye
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| Im a loced-out gangsta set-trippin banger
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| And my homiez is, so dont arouse my anger, fool
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| Death aint nuthin but a heartbeat away
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| Im livin life doin time, what can i say?
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| Im 23, now how will i live to see 24
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| The way things is goin, i dunno
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| Tell me why are we so blind to see
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| That the ones we hurt are you and me
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| We’ve been spending most our lives
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| Living in the gangstas paradise
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| three:
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| Power and the money, money and the power
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| Minute after minute, hour after hour
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| Everybodys runnin, but half of them aint lookin
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| At whats goin on in the kitchen
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| But i dont know whats kickin
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| They say i gotta learn, but nobodys here to teach me
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| If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?
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| I guess they cant
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| I guess they wont
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| I guess they front
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| Thats why i know my life is outta luck, fool
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| We’ve been spending most our lives
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| Living in the gangstas paradise
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| Tell me why are we so blind to see
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| That the ones we hurt are you and me
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| Tell me why are we so blind to see
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| That the ones we hurt are you and me |