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Tupac Shakur! ¿ì¸®´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù. R.I.P.
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Shit, tired of gettin shot at
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Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
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Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
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A spot where WE belong, that's just for us
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Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
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Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die?
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Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga
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That's why we go to thug mansion
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That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
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... at thug mansion
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[Verse One]
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A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
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So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
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I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
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But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes
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No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
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Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
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Picture me inside the misery of poverty
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No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
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Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
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Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
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We found a family spot to kick it
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Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
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A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
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We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
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And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
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I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion
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[Chorus: Anthony Hamilton]
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Ain't no place I'd rather be
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Children, dead homies and family
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Sky high, iced out paradise
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In the skyyyyyyyyyy..
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Ain't no place I'd rather be
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Only place that's right for me
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Chromed out mansion in paradise
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In the skyyyyyyyyyy..
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[Verse Two]
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Will I survive all the fights and the darkness?
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Trouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed
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I shed tattooed tears and couldn't sleep good
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for multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
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Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us
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They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
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why they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?
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Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
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I need a place to rest my head
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with the little bit of homeboys that remains, cause all the rest dead
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Is there a spot for us to roll, if you find it
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I'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go
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How can I be peaceful? I'm comin from the bottom
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Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot him
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I need a house that's full of love when I need to escape
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the deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion
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[Chorus] w/ minor ad lib variations
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[Verse Three]
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Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
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Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
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Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
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Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
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Then some lady named Billie Holiday
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Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came
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Little LaTasha sho' grown
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Tell the lady in the liquor that she's forgiven, so come home
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Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
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When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band
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Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
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that passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
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Picture a place that they exist, together
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There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
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So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin
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Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
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[Chorus] - repeat 2X (w/ ad libs)
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Thugz Mansion
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