as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death
i take a look at my life and realise there's nuthin' left
'cuz i've been blasting 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're talking, and where you're walking
or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
i really hate to trip but i gotta loc
as i grow 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, saying prayers in the streetlight.
been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
the getto situation, they got me facin'
i can't live a normal