¢¸ Gangster's Paradise - Coolio ¢º
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realize there's not much left Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long that Even my mama 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 talkin', and where you walkin' Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta lope 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 street light
We've been spending most our lives Living in the Gangsta's Paradise (¡¿4)
Look at the situation, they got me facin' I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strict So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams.
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