[Verse 1]
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 has 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 ya' talking and where ya' 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 wanna be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the streetlight
[Chorus]
We've been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We've been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
[Verse 2]
Look at the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street
So I gotta be down with the 'hood team
Too much television-watching, got me chasing dreams
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a locked out gangsta, set tripping banger
And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
Death ain't nothing but a heart beat away
I'm living life do or die, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things is going I don't know
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 has 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 ya' talking and where ya' 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 wanna be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the streetlight
[Chorus]
We've been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We've been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise
[Verse 2]
Look at the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street
So I gotta be down with the 'hood team
Too much television-watching, got me chasing dreams
I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a locked out gangsta, set tripping banger
And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
Death ain't nothing but a heart beat away
I'm living life do or die, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things is going I don't know
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