| As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
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| I take a look at my life and realize there’s nothin' left
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| 'Cause I’ve been blastin' and laughin' so long that
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| Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
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| But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn’t deserve it
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| Me be treated like a punk, you know that’s unheard of
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| You better watch how ya talking and where ya walking
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| Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
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| I really hate to trip but I gotta loc'
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| As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
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| I’m the kind of G that little homies wanna be like
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| On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the street light
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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Look at the situation they got me facin'
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| I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by the street
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| So I gotta be down with the hood team
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| Too much television watchin' got me chasing dreams
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| I’m an educated fool with money on my mind
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| Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
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| I’m a loc’d out gangsta, set trippin' banger
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| And my homies is down, so don’t arouse my anger, fool
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| Death ain’t nothing but a heartbeat away
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| I’m living my life do-or-die, what can I say?
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| I’m twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-four?
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| The way things is going, I don’t know
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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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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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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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| Everybody’s running, but half of them ain’t lookin'
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| What’s going on in the kitchen? |
| But I don’t know what’s cookin'
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| They say I gotta learn, but nobody’s here to teach me
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| If they can’t understand it, how can they reach me?
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| I guess they can’t, I guess they won’t, I guess they front
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| That’s why I know my life is out of luck, fool
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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Been spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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| Keep spending most our lives
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| Living in a gangsta’s 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? |