Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight
They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Keep spendin' most our lives, livin' in the gangsta's paradise
Tell me why are we, so blind to see
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like