Música: Gangsta's Paradise
Coolio As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life And realize there's nothing left 'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long That even my momma thinks that my mind has 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 ya talking And where ya walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip but I gotta lop As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke Fool, I'm the kinda G that little homie's wanna be like On my knees in the night Saying prayers in the street light 1-Been spending most there lives Living in a gangsta's paradise (2) Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise (2) Forget the situation, they got me facing I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state So I gotta be down with the 'hood team Too much television watching, got me chasing dreams I'm an ...