As I walk the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my and realize there's much left 'Cause I've been brassin' and so long that Even my Mama thinks that my mind is But I never crossed a man didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk, you know that's of You'd better how you talkin', and where you're walkin' Or you and homies might be like a chap I really to check but I gotta look As they croak I see myself in the pistals smoke ... I'm the kind of cheater homies wanna be like On my knees in the night, prayers in the street light
Been most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
They got the situation, they got me I can't live with no more right, I was by the street So I gotta be damned the hood team Too much television got me chasin' dreams I'm a educated fool with on my mind Got my 10 in my and a gleam in my eye I'm a loped out placeto trippin' banker And my homing is down so don't my anger ... fool Dead bay nothin' but a beat away I'm light, do or die, what can I say I'm 23 now but I live to see 24 The way things is goin' I know
me why are we so blind to see That the we hurt are you and me
Been spending most their lives living in the paradise Been spending most their living in the gangsta's paradise spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's
The and the money, money and the power Minute after minute, after hour Everybody's money, but half of ain't lookin' It's goin' on in the kitchen, but I don't know cooking They say I've got to but nobody's there to teach me If they can't understand how can reach me I guess can't I guess they I they front why I know my life is out of luck for
Been spending most lives living in the gangsta's paradise spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's
me why are we so blind to see That the we hurt are you and me Tell me why are we so to see That the we hurt are you and me ...