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Ôá áíôñÜêéá
Êáæáíôæßäçò ÓôÝëéïò
Me to respect me
And count me
Every word you throw
Heavily to weight
Here with man you've tangled
And leave the serpantines
To tell apart my doll
The men from the littlemen
Many women I've left
for your favor my lady
to have the demand
for you to go with my waters
Here with man you've tangled
and leave the serpantines
To tell apart my doll
The men from the little men
Crazy woman look
little brain to put
homemadely and nicely
close to me to pull it
Here with man you've tangled
and leave the serpantines
To tell apart my doll
The men from the little men
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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GAMES PEOPLE PLAY
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
Chorus
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame
Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
It's a dirty rotten shame
Repeat Chorus
People walking up to you
Singing glory hallelulia
And they're tryin to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord
They're gonna teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope, cheat your faith
And further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board
Repeat Chorus
Look around tell me what you see
What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause you've given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turns you sad on humanity
And you don't give a da da da da da
Repeat Chorus
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Walk A Mile In My Shoes
If I could be you and you could be me for just one hour
If we could find a way to get inside each other's mind
If you could see you through my eyes instead of your ego
I believe you'd be surprised to see that you'd been blind
Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
Yeah, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes
Well, your whole world you see around you is just a reflection
And the law of common says you're gonna reap just what you sow
So unless you've lived a life of total perfection
Mm-mm, you'd better be careful of every stone that you should throw
Yet we spend the day throwin' stones at one another
'cause I don't think or wear my hair same way you do
Well, I may be common people but I'm your brother
And when you strike out and try to hurt me it's a 'hurtin you,
Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
Yeah, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes
There are people on reservations and out in the ghettos
And brother, there, but for the grace of God, go you and I
If I only had the wings of little angels don'tcha you know I'd fly
To the top of the mountain and then I'd cry?
Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Better walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
Oh, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes,
Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes
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Bereta_Eder
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Hasta Siempre Comandante
Aprendimos a quererte
desde la histrica
donde el sol de tu bravura
le puso cerco a la muerte.
Aqu se queda la clara
la entraable transparencia
de tu querida presencia
Comandante Che Guevara.
Tu mano gloriosa y fuerte
sobre la historia dispara
cuando todo Santa Clara
se despierta para verte.
Aqu se queda la clara
la entraable transparencia
de tu querida presencia
Comandante Che Guevara.
Vienes quemando la brisa
con soles de primavera
para plantar la bandera
con la luz de tu sonrisa.
Aqu se queda la clara
la entraable transparencia
de tu querida presencia
Comandante Che Guevara.
Tu amor revolucionario
te conduce a nueva empresa
donde esperan la firmeza
de tu brazo libertario.
Aqu se queda la clara
la entraable transparencia
de tu querida presencia
Comandante Che Guevara.
Seguiremos adelante
como junto a ti seguimos
y con Fidel te decimos
Hasta siempre, Comandante !
Aqu se queda la clara
la entraable transparencia
de tu querida presencia
Comandante Che Guevara.
Abbiamo imparato ad amarti
altura dalla storica altura
dove il sole del tuo coraggio
ha posto l'assedio alla morte.
Ci rimane la chiara
la pregnante trasparenza
della tua cara presenza
Comandante Che Guevara.
La tua mano gloriosa e forte
spara sulla storia
quando tutta Santa Clara
si risveglia per vederti.
Ci rimane la chiara
la pregnante trasparenza
della tua cara presenza
Comandante Che Guevara.
Arrivi bruciando la brezza
con soli di primavera
per piantare la bandiera
con la luce del tuo sorriso.
Ci rimane la chiara
la pregnante trasparenza
della tua cara presenza
Comandante Che Guevara.
Il tuo amore rivoluzionario
ti porta verso nuove imprese
dove aspettano la fermezza
del tuo abbraccio libertario.
Ci rimane la chiara
la pregnante trasparenza
della tua cara presenza
Comandante Che Guevara.
Andremo sempre avanti
come abbiamo fatto con te
e con Fidel ti diciamo
Hasta siempre, Comandante !
Ci rimane la chiara
la pregnante trasparenza
della tua cara presenza
Comandante Che Guevara.
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Bereta_Eder
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Avanti popolo, alla riscossa
Bandiera rossa, bandiera rossa
Avanti popolo, alla riscossa
Bandiera rossa trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Evviva il socialismo e la libertà
Non più nemici, non più frontiere
Sono i confini rosse bandiere,
lavoratori alla riscossa
bandiera rossa trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Bandiera rossa la trionferà
Evviva il socialismo e la libertà
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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More Today Than Yesterday
Spiral Starecase
I don't remember what day it was
I didn't notice what time it was
All I know is that I fell in love with you
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you
Every day's a new day in love with you
With each day comes a new way of loving you
Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wander
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you
Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
I love you more today than yesterday
But, darling, not as much as tomorrow
Tomorrow's date means springtime's just a day away
Cupid, we don't need ya now, be on your way
I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
And I always will be true
I know you feel the same way too
Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
I love you more today than yesterday
But only half as much as tomorrow
Every day's a new day, every time I love ya
Every way's a new way, every time I love ya
Every day's a new day, oh, how I love ya
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Bereta_Eder
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Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Our Time
I may be dead honey
but i was left with my eyes
and underneath sugar
well i've been stung by your lies
and my heart baby
is cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and You
It's our time sweet baby
To Break on through
It's the year to be hated
so glad that we made it
Cuz all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One two ready go
its our time [x7]
to be hated
All right
to be hated
come on kids
its our time [x7]
to be hated
all right
well it's the year to be hated
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Bereta_Eder
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Vagelis Germanos
I'd like to be a gardener
I’d like to be, I’d like to be a gardener
In a coral garden at the seabed
Old ?pouros? miracle worker
With the elements of the night to be getting drunk
I’d like to be I’d like to be a shoemaker
To count time by the hammer
Her little glass high heel
To hide and that no one finds it
Put pace and come to the dance
Laugh you too golden little love
your tear is my immortal water
I’d like to be, I’d like to be a hunter
Lost in a magical forest
Like Orhpeus, the musician
To be eaten by the witches
But since I’m not, but since I’m not a hunter
That I was our love’s guardian
That I’ll be a shipwrecker in your apron
Put pace and come to the dance
Laugh you too golden little love
your tear is my immortal water
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Polk Salad Annie
Tony Joe White
If some of ya'll never been down South too much...
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this, so that you'll understand
What I'm talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the
woods and the fields,
looks somethin' like a turnip green.
Everybody calls it Polk salad. Polk salad.
Used to know a girl that lived down there and
she'd go out in the evenings and pick a mess of it...
Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about all they had to eat,
But they did all right.
Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie polk salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was working on the chain-gang
(a mean, vicious woman)
Everyday 'fore supper time She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess o' Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was aworkin' on the chain-gang
(a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman,
Lord have mercy. Pick a mess of it)
Her daddy was lazy and no count
Claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was a working' on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a mess of it)
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Bereta_Eder
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Alkistis Protopsalti
gas station
If I could have on the clouds a gas station
In the void to risk for my unfair star
The hearts, scraps in a convict body
Bring me glasses and break the glass
Cut the kiss, to drink, get drunk
All my favors you delayed them for too long
And I departed the crazyone high in the heavens
To forget, I could to reach the world again
It’s a heavy load for the time of the gypsies
Fires, hearts, scraps and a God above the unfair
Leave me in the clouds in an old gas station
If only I could raise my soul to the clouds
With thunders to serene the plaints I was putting forth
In my mind and to begin from the sadness having fun
Bring me glasses and break the glass
Cut the kiss, to drink, get drunk
All my favors you delayed them for too long
And I departed the crazyone high in the heavens
To forget, I could to reach the world again
It’s a heavy load for the time of the gypsies
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Bereta_Eder
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Terror X Crue
Awake inside some others' dreams.
I listen to the same 20 songs day and night
It’s the same sleaze, a lifetime on the air
The air that some polluted with smog
They’ve plunged a nation into a constant sorrow
**** it, there come times I feel
An intruder in my own land
I feel I become easy pray to the beasts
That have enclosed us in this land
To easily control us
Then again
Times come when I get dizzy
Because of the culture that they have enforced on me
This is also a factor
That systematically alienates me
From my Hellenic language
Throwing me deeper into hell
The pollution of the New World Order
Cannot be hidden
And I realize that perhaps
All these years I was awake
Inside some others’ dreams
I was awake inside some others’ dreams
My glare always falls
In an asymmetric world
An asymmetry is rising within me
From my birth
They ceaselessly water
My soul, body and spirit
With poison
And it is certain
That some push me to the downside
They want to kill each of my cerebral cells
They keep me in lethargy through a barren education
They barely teach me the essentials
So I can perform the work for them
Someone’s pulling me away from the essence
And throws me into the perishables’ vortex
My soul’s eye little by little closes
Someone doesn’t let me
To get away from this environment
And thus I remain awake
Inside some others’ dreams
I was awake inside some others’ dreams
Everything around me collapses
I fight to remain standing
Throwing with my torch Hellenic light
This dangerous for the darkness light
I want to erase from me
Each and everyone of their mark
I want to cut loose from their bonds
I’m not preaching
But to their bended construction
I will no longer be a pillar
I don’t sing cozy songs
I want to see it being demolished from its foundations
Let’s go!
None of us should be
Awake inside some others’ dreams
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self biased
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Yggdrasil.
Nov 1999
time: 00:28
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the day the world went away, nine inch nails.
(i'm thinking of a particular version, the one on 'still.')
i listen to the words he'd say
but in his voice,i heard decay
the plastic face forced to portay
all the insides left cold and grey
there is a place that still remains
it eats the fear, it eats the pain
the sweetest price he'll have to pay
the day the whole world went away.
eulogy for a pariah, this time in paradise
(instrumental, but it's got words that are meant to be read.)
i wish i had gotten to know him better. i passed by him every day, and he just seemd to fade into the background. the handful of his freinds always spoke very highly of him. for someone who tread so lightly on this world, he left an indellable mark on the lives he touched. but i just couldn't have been bothered to take the time to get to know him.
he gave his very soul to someone dear to him. and as far as i know, she still has it. he would like you to keep it as a reminder, not only to yourself, but to the world. i can only speculate as to why he would choose oblivion, so that you may keep his soul, but who am i to argue?
he was a man who opened himself up to whomever he met; his life an open book for all to read. maybe that's what scared everyone away. the fact that someone was willing to be honest with them for a change, and be themselves. there was no façade to him. no false pretenses of what he was about. and for that, i tip my hat to him.
he was difficult to anger, and carried a minimal amout of grudges. there's only one person that comes to mind that he would be loathed to forgive, and i can't say i blame him either. he was not blameless, and would tell you so, at that. he had done some terrible things, and admitted to it. honesty, to not only himself, but to anyone that spoke to him.
he will not be missed. his memory will be glanced over as he had been in life. but i have a funny feeling he'll be back for his soul eventually.
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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New York Mining Disaster 1941
In the event of something happening to me,
there is something I would like you all to see.
It's just a photograph of someone that I knew.
Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it's like on the outside?
Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
I keep straining my ears to hear a sound.
Maybe someone is digging underground,
or have they given up and all gone home to bed,
thinking those who once existed must be dead.
Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it's like on the outside?
Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
In the event of something happening to me,
there is something I would like you all to see.
It's just a photograph of someone that I knew.
Hvae you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it's like on the outside?
Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
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Children of the World
We are children of the world - watching every day go by
Changes my life, changes your life - keeps us all anticipating
We are searchers of the truth, every man's a boy deep down
Gotta say it how you mean it - there ain't no easy way
Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm
Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born
To the very last day when the curtains are drawn
We are children of the world - asking every question why
From arrival to survival - just to make it worth the waiting
We are faces in the night - watching every day go by
Changes my life, changes your life - there ain t no easy way
In the back of your mind there is always a mark
There's a wandering solo alone in the dark
You can keep it forever or tear it apart
We are children of the world - watching every day go by
Changing my life, changing your life - keeps us all anticipating
We are children of the world - watching every day go by
Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm
Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born
Till the very last day when the curtains are drawn
We are children of the world - watching every day go by
Changes my life, changes your life - keeps us all anticipating
We are children of the world - watching every day go by
Changes my life, changes your life - keeps us all anticipating
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Bereta_Eder
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Karvelas
Summer vacations
Remember the summer times at those times
With the gang in old Faliro
At Batis we gathered ‘round for a swim at mornings
In Amphitriti and in Adonis then for cinema
Summer vacations for ever
Summer vacations for ever
With some other gangs we had differences
And outside of Apollon clouts would fall
But at evening everyone sweet home
With the girls in our embrace
Some little party we arranged
And then at the movies
Summer vacations for ever
Summer vacations for ever
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Lonestar
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AECCP Dark Lord of the Sith
Aug 2000
time: 00:28
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Best, Christmas song, ever.
Merry F--king Christmas - Mr Garrison
I heard there is no Christmas
In the silly Middle East
No trees, no snow, so Santa Claus,
They have different religious beliefs
They believe in Muhammed, and not in our holiday,
And so every December I go to the Middle East and saaaay
Hey there Mr Muslim, Merry F--king Christmas
Put down that book, the Koran,
And here's some holiday wishes.
In case you haven't noticed it's Jesus' birthday
So get off your heathen Muslim ass and f--king celebrate
There is no holiday season in India, I've heard
They don't hang up their stockings, and that is just absurd
They've never read a Christmas story,
They don't know what Rudolph is about.
And that is why in December I'll go to India and shout
Hey there Mr Hinduist, Merry F--king Christmas
Drink Egg Nog and eat some Beef and pass it to the Missus
In case you haven't noticed it's Jesus' birthday
So get off your heathen Hindu ass and f--king celebrate
Now I heard that in Japan everyone just lives in sin
They pray to several Gods, and put needles in their skin
On December 25th, all they do is eat a cake
And that is why I go to Japan, and walk around and say
Hey there Mr Shintoist, Merry F--king Christmas
God is going to kick your ass you infidelic Pagan scum
In case you haven't noticed, there's festive things to do
So lets all rejoice for Jesus, Merry F--king Christmas to you
On Christmas day,
I travel 'round the world and say
To all you Christians, Buddhists, and all you Atheists too
Merry F--king Christmas to you
Thank you Mr Hat
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Uncle Sparky
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Winnipeg
Jan 1970
time: 23:28
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Arrogant Worms - Rippy The Gator
Hi kids!
Welcome to the Uncle Bobo show!
Are you ready to sing?
Come on, let's go!
Billy and his family went on a holiday
They went down to Florida to laugh and dance and
play
Bill went in for a swim, he didn't see the harm
But when he came back out again, he was short an arm
'Cause Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Billy and his father went out to play some catch
But Billy missed the pass because his arm was
unattached
The ball flew past his shoulder and it rolled into
the swamp
When he went wading after it his leg became a stump
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Billy and his father joined a three-legged race
They were tearing up the field, no one could keep the pace
But Billy tripped and did a flip and landed in the muck
He was running out of limbs and also out of luck
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Billy was all dirty, he really had to wash
But he couldn't use a towel 'cause his limbs had been gnawed off
He went into the water to get all clean and bright
But when his bath was finished he was only half his height
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Billy's father rolled his wheelchair up upon a hill
He wanted to put Bill where he would not get killed
But he left him on a slope, and into the swamp he rolled
They dragged out his head but there was nothing left below
'Cause Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy the Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Passing the time by ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp!
Arrogant Worms - Rippy The Gator 
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:28
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Seven Spanish Angels
Willie Nelson
He looked down into her brown eyes,
Said, " Say a prayer for me."
She threw her arms around him,
Whispered, "God will keep us free."
They could hear the riders comin,
He said, "This is my last fight.
If they take me back to Texas,
They won't take me back alive."
**Chorus**
There were seven Spanish Angels,
At the alter of the Sun.
They were prayin' for the lovers,
In the valley of the gun.
When the battle stopped,
And the smoke cleared.
There was thunder from the throne.
And seven Spanish angels,
Took another angel home.
She reached down and picked the gun up,
That lay smokin in his hand.
She said, "Father please forgive me,
I can't make it without my man."
And she knew the gun was empty,
And she knew she couldn't win.
Her final prayer was answered,
When the rifles fired again.
**Chorus**
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Mr. President
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The leaves that are green turn to brown
Jul 2001
time: 15:28
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Thugz Mansion
by Tupac Shakur
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 -
I would have tried, but when I held that gun, 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.
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on;
Me and my dawgs didn't have no choice but to roll on.
We found a family spot to kick it -
Where we can drink liquor, and no-one bickers over trick s***;
A spot where we can smoke in peace.
And even though we G's, we still visualize places that we can roll in peace,
And in my mind's eye I see this place that players go in fast,
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 in the darkness? Trouble sparks!
They tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed.
I shed tattoo tears and couldn't sleep,
'Cause for multiple years, witnessed peers catch gunshots;
Nobody cares, see 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 didn't maintain?
I need a place to rest my head with the little bit of homeboys that remain, '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, Thug's Mansion
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,
Drinkin' peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke.
Then some lady named Billie Holliday sang sittin' there,
Kickin' it with Malcolm till the day came.
Little LaTasha's sure grown, tell the lady in the liquor store she's forgiven
So come home.
Maybe in time, you'll understand only God can save us;
With Miles Davis cuttin' loose with the band.
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past -
They passed on, now 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 askin',
Remember this face, save me a place, in Thug's Mansion . . .
Chorus
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