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@DaftFader 458025 wrote:
ahh coolio 🙂
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
I take a look of my life, and realise there’s noting left.
‘Cuz I’ve been brassin’ and laughing 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 now that’s unheard of.
You’d better watch how you’re talking and were you walking .
Or you and your homie mith be lined in chalk.
I really hate to trip but I gotta lope.
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, FOOL.
I’m the kind of g that little homies wanna be.
Like on my knees in the night sayin prayers in the street light.
The Ghetto situation they got me facein’.
I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by the street. (or strip)
So I gotta be down wit the hood team.
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams.
I’m a educated fool wit money on my mind.
Got my ten in my hand and the glim in my eye.
I’m a loped out gangster set trippin banger.
And my homies is down so don’t arouse my anger, FOOL.
Death ain’t notin 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 is going I don’t know.
Power and the money, money and the power.
Minute after minute, hour after hour.
Everybody’s running but half of them ain’t looking.
What’s going on in the kitchen, but I don’t know what’s cooking.
They say I got to learn, but nobody’s here to teach me.
If they can’t understand, 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.