Психолог Зигмунд

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left. Cause I've been flapping 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. Me 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 lined and chalked. I really hate the trip, but I gotta look. As they grow, I see myself in the pistol smoke. Ooh, I'm the kind of cheetah, little homies wanna be like on my knees in the night, just saying prayers in the streetlight. We've been standing most of the lives, living in the desert paradise. We've been standing most of the lives, living in the desert paradise.