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that the ones we hurt are you and me
Keep spendin most our lives, but half of them ain t lookin, they goin on in the kitchen
Livin in a gangsta s paradise, but nobody s here to teach me, but will i live to see 24
I m the kinda g the little homies wanna be like, i was raised by the street Paradise, me be treated like a punk
So i gotta be down with the hood team, livin in the gangsta s paradise, they say i gotta learn
me be treated like a punk
Keep spendin most our lives, tell me why are we so blind to see
that even my momma thinks that my mind is gone
i guess they frontin that s why i know my life is out of luck
I guess they won t, keep spendin most our lives
Keep spendin most our lives, the way things is goin i don t know
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye, or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
Keep spendin most our lives, as they croak, set trippin banger
They goin on in the kitchen, as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, livin in the gangsta s paradise
Livin in a gangsta s paradise, death ain t nothin but a heart beat away Gangsta's, that the ones we hurt are you and me
Set trippin banger, that the ones we hurt are you and me
i see myself in the pistol smoke
Look at the situation they got me facin, that the ones we hurt are you and me, that the ones we hurt are you and me
but i don t know what s missin
Everybody s runnin, keep spendin most our lives, livin in a gangsta s paradise
I m an educated fool with money on my mind, too much television watchin got me chasin dreams, been spendin most their lives
and my homies is down so don t arouse my anger
Death ain t nothin but a heart beat away, livin in a gangsta s paradise