Психолог Зигмунд

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realize it's not death Cause I've been laughing 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 We be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking Or you and your homies might be lying and talking I really hate the trip, but I gotta know As they cope, I see myself in the pistol smoke I'm the kind of cheater little homies wanna be like On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street lie I've been taking my pain now, but I'm in the head of the town