(Capo 1st fret)
    G Em F# Bm  (F#) (x2)
                 G                                                 Em
          As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
                       F#                                 Bm                           (F#)
          I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left
          Cause I've been blastin' 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 talking, and where you 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, sayin' prayers in the street light

                       G                         Em                              F#                     Bm   (F#)
                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise

          Look at the situation, they got me facin'
          I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
          So I gotta be down with the hood team
          Too much television watchin' got me chasin dreams

          I'm a educated fool wit money on my mind
          Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
          I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger
          And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool

          Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
          I'm livin life do-or-die ah, what can I say?
          I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fo'?
          The way things is goin' I dunno

                          Tell me why are we so blind to see
                          That the ones we hurt are you and me

                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise

          Power and the money, money and the power
          Minute after minute, hour after hour
          Everybody's runnin', but half of them ain't lookin'
          It's goin on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin'

          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 won't
          I guess they frontin' - that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool

                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          Been spending most their lives livin' in da gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise
                          We keep spending most our lives livin' in a gangsta's paradise

                          Tell me why are we so blind to see
                          That the ones we hurt are you and me
                          Tell me why are we so blind to see
                          That the ones we hurt are you and me...