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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 momma thinks that my mind is gone
But I aint 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 lob
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke ... fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light
We’ve been spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We’ve been spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise