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That is so wicked.
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As I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death,
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I take a look at my life,
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and realize there's nothing left,
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'cause I've been blasting and laughing so long
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that even my momma thinks that my mind has gone.
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Tell me why are we, so blind to see
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that the ones we hurt, are you and me.
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Been spending most our lives living in the Gangs...
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Where are we going?
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I have no idea, I thought you knew.
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Oh, Okay. I got an idea.