[{"id":21022700,"name":"Thugz Mansion (7 remix)","trackName":"Thugz Mansion (7 remix)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Thugz Mansion","duration":240.5435,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Shit, tired of gettin shot at\nTired of gettin chased by the police and arrested\nNiggas need a spot where WE can kick it\nA spot where WE belong, that's just for us\nNiggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood\nY'knahmean? Where do niggas go when we die?\nAin't no heaven for a thug nigga\nThat's why we go to thug mansion\nThat's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G\n... at thug mansion\n\nA place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind\nSo much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times\nI once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried\nBut when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes\nNo one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble\nNot knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you\nPicture me inside the misery of poverty\nNo man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived\nPrayin hard for better days, promise to hold on\nMe and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on\nWe found a family spot to kick it\nWhere we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit\nA spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's\nWe still visualize places, that we can roll in peace\nAnd in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast\nI got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.\n\nWill I survive all the fights and the darkness?\nTrouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed\nI shed tattooed tears and couldn't sleep good\nFor multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots\nNobody cares, seen the politicians ban us\nThey'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain\nWhy they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?\nOr am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?\nI need a place to rest my head\nWith the little bit of homeboys that remains, cause all the rest dead\nIs there a spot for us to roll, if you find it\nI'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go\nHow can I be peaceful? I'm coming from the bottom\nWatch my daddy scream, \"Peace,\" while the other man shot him\nI need a house that's full of love when I need to escape\nThe deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.\n\nDear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good\nTell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods\nSeen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook\nDrippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke\nThen some lady named Billie Holiday sang\nSittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came\nLittle Latasha sho' grown\nTell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home\nMaybe in time you'll understand only God can save us\nWhen Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band\nJust think of all the people that you knew in the past\nThat passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last\nPicture a place that they exist, together\nThere has to be a place better than this, in heaven\nSo right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin\nRemember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Shit, tired of gettin shot at\n[00:01.85] Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested\n[00:04.53] Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it\n[00:06.85] A spot where WE belong, that's just for us\n[00:09.24] Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood\n[00:11.50] Y'knahmean? 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I'm coming from the bottom\n[02:05.95] Watch my daddy scream, \"Peace,\" while the other man shot him\n[02:09.15] I need a house that's full of love when I need to escape\n[02:12.14] The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion\n[02:14.48] Ain't no place I'd rather be\n[02:16.95] Chillin' with homies and family\n[02:19.89] Sky high, iced out paradise\n[02:22.12] In the sky.\n[02:24.04] Ain't no place I'd rather be\n[02:28.18] Only place that's right for me\n[02:30.66] Chromed-out mansion in paradise\n[02:33.33] In the sky.\n[02:35.93] Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good\n[02:38.49] Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods\n[02:41.25] Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook\n[02:44.05] Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke\n[02:47.07] Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang\n[02:49.52] Sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came\n[02:52.71] Little Latasha sho' grown\n[02:54.41] Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home\n[02:57.94] Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us\n[03:00.96] When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band\n[03:03.22] Just think of all the people that you knew in the past\n[03:05.62] That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last\n[03:08.73] Picture a place that they exist, together\n[03:11.41] There has to be a place better than this, in heaven\n[03:14.27] So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin\n[03:16.92] Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion\n[03:19.63] Ain't no place I'd rather be\n[03:22.33] Chillin' with homies and family\n[03:24.98] Sky high, iced out paradise\n[03:27.55] In the sky.\n[03:30.29] Ain't no place I'd rather be\n[03:33.64] Only place that's right for me\n[03:36.19] Chromed-out mansion in paradise\n[03:38.67] In the sky.\n[03:39.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thugz Mansion (7 remix)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: Thugz Mansion\n  duration_ms: 240544\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Shit, tired of gettin shot at\n  start_ms: 60\n  end_ms: 1850\n- text: Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested\n  start_ms: 1850\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6850\n- text: A spot where WE belong, that's just for us\n  start_ms: 6850\n  end_ms: 9240\n- text: Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood\n  start_ms: 9240\n  end_ms: 11500\n- text: Y'knahmean? 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Where do niggas go when we die?\n  Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga\n  That's why we go to thug mansion\n  That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G\n  ... at thug mansion\n\n  A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind\n  So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times\n  I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried\n  But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes\n  No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble\n  Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you\n  Picture me inside the misery of poverty\n  No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived\n  Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on\n  Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on\n  We found a family spot to kick it\n  Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit\n  A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's\n  We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace\n  And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast\n  I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion\n\n  Ain't no place I'd rather be\n  Chillin' with homies and family\n  Sky high, iced out paradise\n  In the sky.\n  Ain't no place I'd rather be\n  Only place that's right for me\n  Chromed-out mansion in paradise\n  In the sky.\n\n  Will I survive all the fights and the darkness?\n  Trouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed\n  I shed tattooed tears and couldn't sleep good\n  For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots\n  Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us\n  They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain\n  Why they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?\n  Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?\n  I need a place to rest my head\n  With the little bit of homeboys that remains, cause all the rest dead\n  Is there a spot for us to roll, if you find it\n  I'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go\n  How can I be peaceful? 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Where do niggas go when we die?\nAin't no heaven for a thug nigga\nThat's why we go to thug mansion\nThat's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G\n... at thug mansion\n\nA place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind\nSo much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times\nI once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried\nBut when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes\nNo one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble\nNot knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you\nPicture me inside the misery of poverty\nNo man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived\nPrayin hard for better days, promise to hold on\nMe and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on\nWe found a family spot to kick it\nWhere we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit\nA spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's\nWe still visualize places, that we can roll in peace\nAnd in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast\nI got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.\n\nWill I survive all the fights and the darkness?\nTrouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed\nI shed tattooed tears and couldn't sleep good\nFor multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots\nNobody cares, seen the politicians ban us\nThey'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain\nWhy they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?\nOr am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?\nI need a place to rest my head\nWith the little bit of homeboys that remains, cause all the rest dead\nIs there a spot for us to roll, if you find it\nI'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go\nHow can I be peaceful? 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No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble\n  Not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you\n  Picture me inside the misery of poverty\n  No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived\n\n  Praying hard for 'Better Dayz', promise to hold on\n  Me and my dogs ain't have a choice but to roll on\n  We finally found a spot to kick it\n  Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit\n  A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's\n  We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace\n  And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast\n  I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at 'Thugz Mansion'\n\n  Every corner, every city\n  There's a place where life's a little easy\n  Little Henessy, lay back and cool\n  Every hour, 'cause it's all good\n  Leave all the stress from the world outside\n  Every wrong done will be alright\n  Nothing but peace, love\n  Street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion\n\n  Will I survive 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I'm coming from the bottom\nWatch my daddy scream, \"Peace,\" while the other man shot him\nI need a house that's full of love when I need to escape\nThe deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.\n\nDear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good\nTell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods\nSeen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook\nDrippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke\nThen some lady named Billie Holiday sang\nSittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came\nLittle Latasha sho' grown\nTell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home\nMaybe in time you'll understand only God can save us\nWhen Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band\nJust think of all the people that you knew in the past\nThat passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last\nPicture a place that they exist, together\nThere has to be a place better than this, in heaven\nSo right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin\nRemember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Shit, tired of gettin shot at\n[00:01.85] Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested\n[00:04.53] Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it\n[00:06.85] A spot where WE belong, that's just for us\n[00:09.24] Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood\n[00:11.50] Y'knahmean? 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I'm coming from the bottom\nWatch my daddy scream, \"Peace,\" while the other man shot him\nI need a house that's full of love when I need to escape\nThe deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.\n\nDear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good\nTell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods\nSeen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook\nDrippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke\nThen some lady named Billie Holiday sang\nSittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came\nLittle Latasha sho' grown\nTell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home\nMaybe in time you'll understand only God can save us\nWhen Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band\nJust think of all the people that you knew in the past\nThat passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last\nPicture a place that they exist, together\nThere has to be a place better than this, in heaven\nSo right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin\nRemember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion\n\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nChillin' with homies and family\nSky high, iced out paradise\nIn the sky.\nAin't no place I'd rather be\nOnly place that's right for me\nChromed-out mansion in paradise\nIn the sky.","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Shit, tired of gettin shot at\n[00:01.85] Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested\n[00:04.53] Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it\n[00:06.85] A spot where WE belong, that's just for us\n[00:09.24] Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood\n[00:11.50] Y'knahmean? 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