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gangsta's paradise


as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death
i take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left
cause i've been blasting and laughing so long that
even my mama thinks my mind is gone
but i ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
me being treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
you better watch how you're talking and where you�re walking
or you and your homies might 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 wanna be like
on my knees in the night
saying prayers in the street light

been spending most of our lives living in the gangsta�s paradise
keep spending most of our lives living in the gangsta�s paradise

look at the situation they got me facing:
i can't live a normal life, i was raised by the streets,
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 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
i'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin banger
and my homies is there so don�t arouse 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 now, but will i live to see twenty-four?
the way things are going i don't know

tell me why are we so blind to see
that the ones we hurt are you and me

power in the money, money in the power
minute after minute, hour after hour
everybody is running but half of them don�t know
what's going on in the kitchen but i don't know what's cookin'
they say i gotta learn but nobody's here to teach me
if they can�t understand it, how can they teach me?
i guess they can't, i guess they won't, i guess they front
that's why i know my life is outta luck, fool!

tell me why are we so blind to see
that the ones we hurt are you and me