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Coolio - Pure Urban Essentials Spring 2009 - Gangsta's Paradise
Pure Urban Essentials Spring 2009
Disc 1
01. Right Round
02. Dead and Gone
03. Tiny Dancer (Hold Me Closer)
04. So What
05. Beggin'
06. Pretty Please (Love Me)
07. When I Grow Up
08. Love in This Club
09. Guilty as Charged
10. Somebody (Loves You)
11. Forever
12. Smiley Faces
13. Tattoo
14. Gangsta's Paradise
15. Live a Lie
16. She's Like a Star
17. Tonight
18. Bedroom Eyes
19. Lighters Up
20. You'll Find a Way (Switch and Sinden remix)
Disc 2
01. Breathe Slow
02. Spotlight
03. Cash in My Pocket
04. Keeps Gettin' Better
05. If She Knew
06. Daylight
07. Against All Odds
08. Piece of Me
09. Silver & Gold
10. Right Here (Departed)
11. Shawty Get Loose
12. Mus Come a Road
13. Weh Dem a Do
14. Everything Is Borrowed
15. Addicted
16. In the Air
17. Gimme the Light
18. Insomnia
19. Get Fresh
20. Best, Best
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 blasting and laughing so long that
Even my mamma 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 that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light

They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise

Look at the situation they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams
I'm a educated fool with 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 rouse my anger – fool
Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away
I'm living life, do or die, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three, never will I live to see twenty-four
The way things is goin', I don't know

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

They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise

Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking what's going on in the kitchen
But I don't know what's cooking
They say I've got to 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 front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool

They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
They've been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the 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?