As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realize there’s nothin’ left ‘Cause I’ve been blastin’ and laughin’ so long, that Even my momma 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 loc 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 streetlight

Been spendin’ most their lives livin’ in the gangsta’s paradise

sequenced by Jennifer Spengler  [email protected]