1. As I walk through the valley of the shad-ow of death
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I take a look at my life
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and re-al-ize there's noth-ing left
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Cause I've been blas-ting and laugh-ing so long-that
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ev-en my mom-ma thinks that my mind is gone
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But I nev-er con-demn a man that don't de-serve it
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Me be treat-ed like a punk?
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You know that's un-heard of
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You bet-ta watch how ya talk-in'
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And where ya wali-in' or
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You and ya hom-ies might be lined in chalk
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I real-ly hate to trip but I got ta loc
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As they croak I see my-self in the pis-tol smoke
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Fool I'm the kin-da G the lit-tle hom-ies want to be like on
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my knees in the night,
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Say-ing pray-ers in the street light
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* Been spind-ing all their lives
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liv-ing in a gang-sta's
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par-a-dise
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Been spind-ing most their lives
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liv-ing in a gang-sta's
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par-a-dise
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2. Look at the situation they got me facing
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I can't live a normal life,
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I was raised by the state so I gotta be down with the hook team
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Too much television watchin'
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Got me chasing dreams
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I'm an educated fool with money on my mind
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Mac Ⅱin my hand and a gleam in my eye
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I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin banga
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And my homies are down
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So don't arouse my anger
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Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heartbeat away
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I'm living life do or die
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What can I say?
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I'm 23 now
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But will I see to live 24
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The way things are going I don't know
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Tell me why~~are we
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so blind to see
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That the ones we hurt
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are you and me
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3. Power and the money
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Money and the power
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Minute after minute, hour after hour,
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Everybody's runnin' but half ain't looking.
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They smilling gun in they kitchen
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but I don't know it's cookin'.
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They say I gotta learn but noboky's here to teach me,
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If they don't understand it how can they reach me.
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I guess they can't
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I guess they won't
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I guess they front,
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that's why I know my life is outta luck.
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