Gangster's Paradise
Ca sĩ: Coolio

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 blastin and laughing 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 talking, and where you walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk


I really hate to trip, but I gotta lope
As they cough 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

been spending most their lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise
been spending most their lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise
KEEP spending most our lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise
KEEP spending most our lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise


Look at the situation, they got me facin
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strap
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got me chasin dreams


I'm a educated fool wit money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a low down gangsta, set-trippin back
And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool


Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
I'm livin life do-or-die ah, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fo'?
The way things is goin I don't know


Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones we hurt -- are you and me

been spending most their lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise
been spending most their lives
Living in the Gangster's Paradise

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Living in t