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by 2Pac
# Debut Chart
10 Nov '02 R&B
19 Dec '02 Hot 100


Shit, tired being shot at Tired being chased by The police and arrested Niggas need a spot Where we can kick it Spot were we belong That's just for us Niggas don't have to be All dressed up and be Hollywood Know what I mean Where do niggas go when we die 'Cause there ain't no Heaven for a thug nigga 'Cause we go to thugs mansion That's the only place You get in free and you Gotta be a G at thug mansion A place to spend my quiet nights Time to unwind So much pressure In this life of mine I cry at times I once contemplated suicide And would have tried But when I held that nine All I could see was my Mama's eyes No one knows my struggle They only see the trouble Not knowing it's hard to carry on When no one loves you Picture me inside The misery of poverty No man alive has ever Witnessed struggles I survived Praying hard for better days Promised to hold on Me and my dogs ain't have A choice but to roll on We found a family spot to kick it 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 We still visualize places That we could roll in peace And in my mind's eye I see this place The players go in fast They got a spot for us all So we can ball At thug's mansion [CHORUS] Ain't no place I'd rather be Children, dead homies and family Sky high, iced out paradise In the sky Ain't no place I'd rather be Only place that's right for me Chromed out mansion in paradise In the sky Will I survive all the Fights and the darkness Trouble sparks, they tell me home Is where the heart is Dear departed I she'd tattooed tears And couldn't sleep good For multiple years Witness peers catch gunshots Nobody cares Seen the politicians ban us They'd rather see us Locked in chains Please explain why they can't stand us Is there a way for me to change Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain I need a place to rest my head With the little bit of Homeboys that remains 'Cause all the rest dead Is there a spot for us to roll If you find it I'll be right behind you Show me and I'll go How can I be peaceful I'm coming from the bottom Watch my daddy scream peace While the other man shot him I need a house that's full of love When I need to escape The deadly places slinging drugs In thug's mansion [repeat CHORUS] Dear mama, don't cry Your baby boy's doing good Tell the homies I'm in heaven And they ain't got hoods Seen a show with Marvin' Gaye last night It had me shook Dripping Peppermint Schnapps With Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang Sitting there, kicking it With Malcolm till the day came Little LaTasha sure grown Tell the lady in the liquor store That she's forgiven, so come home Maybe in time you'll understand Only God can save us When Miles Davis cutting loose With the band Just think of all the people That you knew in the past That passed on, they in Heaven Found peace at last Picture a place That they exist together There has to be a place Better than this in Heaven So right before I sleep Dear God, what I'm asking Remember this face Save me a place in thugs mansion [repeat CHORUS 2x]


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