| 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 blastin' and laughin' so long that |
| Even my momma thinks that my mind is gone |
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| 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 talkin' and where you walkin' |
| Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk |
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| 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 the little homies wanna be like |
| On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight |
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| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
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| Look at the situation they got me facing |
| 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 watchin', got me chasing dreams |
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| 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'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger |
| And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger |
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| Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heart beat away |
| I'm livin' life do or die, what can I say? |
| I'm 23 now but will I live to see 24? |
| The way things is going I don't know |
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| Tell me why are we so blind to see |
| That the ones we hurt are you and me? |
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| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
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| Power and the money, money and the power |
| Minute after minute, hour after hour |
| Everybody's runnin', but half of them ain't lookin' |
| It'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 |
| 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 |
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| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Been spendin' most their lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
| Keep spendin' most our lives |
| Livin' in a gangsta's paradise |
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| 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? |