My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
I hate police so im saving the street!
Love the game though this is coming from a different place
Let's pretend he had a home to run, saving the days,
It will be my saving grace of repetition
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
So let's have a toast, everything fine
A life of luxury or a life of crime/
To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
I made 'em take a taste of the amazing race, the saving grace,
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,
Forget it start a new life
Living in a gangsta’s paradise
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