Karaoké Gangsta's Paradise

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left
'Cos I've been blastin' and laughin' 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 talkin' and where you walkin'
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip but I gotta lock
As they croak 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 sayin' prayers in the street light
They got the situation they got me facing
I can't live a normal life
I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams
I'm a 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-trippin' banger
And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
Death ain't nothing but a heart beat away
I'm livin' life do or die
What can I say?
I'm twenty-three now but will I live to see twenty-four
The way things is goin' I don't know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me
The power and the money money and the power
Minute after minute hour after hour
Everybody's runnin' but half of them ain't lookin'
What's goin' on in the kitchen but I don't know what's cookin'
They say I got ta learn but nobody's here to teach me
If they can't understand it how can they reach me?
I guess they can't
I guess they won't
I guess they frutt
That's why I know my life is outta luck, fool
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me

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