Coolio, LV - Gangsta's Paradise

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left

‘Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long, that

Even my momma 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 know that's unheard of

You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin'

Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc

As they croak, 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, sayin' prayers in the streetlight