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I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Keep spendin' most our lives, livin' in the gangsta's paradise
They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
Tell me why are we, so blind to see
On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight