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Song Title * 3278 Gangsta's Paradise Performed By * Coolio Composer(s) * Artis Ivey Jr., Larry Sanders & Doug Rasheed Publisher * . Unauthorised copying is illegal Programmer * Damian Smith (D.M.S. Productions) Distributed Under License � 1996 NOTE: * Lyrics may not always be to the exact arrangement. ******************************************* * Intro
* Verse 1 As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realise there's nothin' left. 'Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone. But I ain't ever crossed a man that didn't deserve it. Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of. You better watch out your talkin' and where you're walkin' Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk. I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc, As they cook, I see myself in the pistol smoke. Fool, I'm the kind of G the little homies wanna be like, On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light.
* Chorus They've been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. They've been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise.
We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise.
* Verse 2 Look at the situation they got me facin'. I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street. So I gotta be down with the hood team. Too much television watchin', got me chasin' dreams. I'm an educated fool with money on my mind, Got a 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye. I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger And my homies are down, so don't arouse my anger. Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heartbeat away. I'm livin' life do or die, what can I say? I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24? The way things are goin', I don't know.
* Pre- Tell me why are we so blind to see chorus That the ones we hurt are you and me?
* (Repeat chorus)
* Verse 3 Power and the money, money and the power. Minute after minute, hour after hour. Everybody's runnin' but half of them ain't lookin'. It's goin' on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin'. They say I got to 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 front. That's why I know my life is out of luck, fool.