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Coolio
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Gangsta's Paradise
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As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
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I take a look at my life and realize there's nuttin left
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Cause I've been blastin and laughin so long that
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Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
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But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
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Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
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You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin
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Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
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I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc
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As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
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I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
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On my knees in the night
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Sayin prayers in the street light
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We've been spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
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(repeat)
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We keep spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paraside
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(repeat)
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Look at the situation, they got me facin
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I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strict
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So I gotta be down with the hood team
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Too much television watchin got me chasin dreams
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I'm a educated fool with money on my mind
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Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
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I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger
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And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool
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Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
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I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say?
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I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fo'?
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The way things is goin I dunno
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Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
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That the ones we hurt -- are you and me
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We've been spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
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(repeat)
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We keep spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
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(repeat)
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Power and the money, money and the power
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Minute after minute, hour after hour
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Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin
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It's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin
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They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
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If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?
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I guess they cain't -- I guess they won't
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I guess they front; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool
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We've been spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
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(repeat)
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We keep spending most our lives
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Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
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(repeat)
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Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
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That the ones we hurt -- are you and me
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(repeat)
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gangster paradise
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| Coolio |
