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Coolio- Gangsta Paradise

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TESTO ORIGINALE:

Artist: Coolio
Album: Gangsta's paradise
Song: Gangsta's paradise

--- testo preso da www.ohhla.com
--- tradotto da THHT.cjb.net

as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death
i take a look in my life and realise there's nothing left
'cos i've been blasting and laughing so long that
even my mama think that my mind is gone
but i had never crossed a man who didn't deserve it
me be treated like a punk
you know that's unheard of
you betta watch how ya talkin'
and where ya walkin'
or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
i realy hate to trip but i gotta love
as they croack i see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
i'm the kinda g the little homies wanna be
like on my knees in the night telling prayers in the street light

been spending most their life living in a gangsta's paradise
been spending most their life living in a gangsta's paradise
keep spending most their life living in the gangsta's paradise
keep spending most our life living in the gangsta's paradise

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 watchin' got me chaisin' dreams
i'm an educated fool with money on my mind
got my ten in my hair and the gleam in my eyes
i'm loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banga
and my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool
death a'int nothing but a heart beat away
i'm living life do or die
what can i say
i'm 23 but will i live to see 24
the way things are going i don't know

tell me why are we so blind to see that the ones we hurt are you an me
tell me why are we so blind to see that the ones we hurt are you an me
[chorus]

power and the money, money and the power
minute after minute, hour after hour
everybody's runnin' but half of them a'int lookin'
it's going on in the kitchen but i don't know what's cooking
they say i gotta 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 wont
i guess they front
that's why i know my life is outta luck, fool

Chorus

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