Coolio Performs Gangsta's Paradise Live

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take look at my life and realize

there's nothing left. 'Cause I been blasting 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 know that's unheard of. You better watch

how you're talking and where you're walking 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, saying prayers in the streetlight.