~Cursed With Illness~
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IP:
Tupac - Thugz Manzion
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 of tried but when i held that 9 all i could see was my mamma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see tha trouble
Not knowin 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've survived
Prayin hard for better days, promised to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a final spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, where we can roll in peace
And in my minds eye i see this place that playas goin fast
I got a place for us all, so we can ball, at thugz mansion.
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