Chords for 2Pac & Eric Clapton - Tears In Heaven (Sad Poetic Song)

_ _ _ _ I think I hit one night.
I've been drinking.
Where you at?
No, no, no.
Where you at? _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] Man, _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] I've been struggling trying to get in here a [C] long time.
You're gonna have to earn your way.
Sure hope you can make [A] it.
I'm gonna try.
Shit, tired of getting shot at.
Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested.
[E] Niggas need a [F#m] spot where we can kick it.
[A] A spot where we belong.
That's [D] just for us.
Niggas ain't gotta get all [E] dressed up and be [A] Hollywood.
Know what I mean?
Where do niggas go when we die?
Ain't [E] no heaven for a thug nigga.
[F#m] That's why we go to Thug Mansion.
[A] [D] That's the only place where thugs getting free and you [E] gotta be a [A] G.
Thug Mansion.
A place to spend [E] my quiet nights.
Time to [F#m] unwind.
So much pressure in [A] this life of mine.
I cried [D] drives.
I once contemplated suicide.
[E] And [A] would've tried, but when I held that knife.
All I could see was my mama's eyes.
No [E] one knows my struggle.
They only [F#m] see the trouble.
Not knowing [A] it's hard to carry on [D] when no one loves you.
Picture me inside [E] the misery [A] of poverty.
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived.
Praying [E] hard for better days.
Promised [F#m] to hold on.
Me and [A] my dogs ain't have a choice but [D] to roll on.
We found [A] a falling spot [E] to kick it.
[A] Where we can drink liquor and no one pick us over.
Trick shit.
A spot where we can smoke [E] and peace.
And even though [F#m] we G's we still visualize [A] places.
That we can roll [D] with peace.
And in my mind's eye I see this place.
The [E] players going [A] past.
I got a spot for us all.
So we can ball at Thug Mansion.
[E] I would just [F#m] hold your hand.
[A] _ [D] Hold my [E] soul together.
[A] _ [E] _ [A] Hold [E] your [F#m] helpless hand.
[A] _ _ [D] _ Take my [E] soul together.
[A] _ [E] [A] Well I survived all [E] the fights in the darkness.
[F#m] They kill me [E] homeless where the heart is.
[D] Till they parted.
I shed tattoo [E] tears and couldn't [A] see good for multiple years.
Witnessed Peter's cats gunshots.
Nobody [E] cared.
Seen the politicians [F#m] ban us.
They'd rather see us [A] locked in chains.
Please [D] explain why they can't stand us.
Is there a [E] way for me to [A] change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a [E] place to rest my head with the [F#m] little bitter homeboys [A] that remain.
Cause all [D] the rest dead.
Is there a spot for us to [E] grow?
If you [A] find it I'll be right behind you.
Show me and I'll go.
How can I be [E] peaceful when I'm coming from the [F#m] bottom?
Watch my daddy swing.
[A] Reach for the other man's [D] shadow.
I need a house that's full of [E] love when I [A] need to escape the deadly place of slinging drugs in Thug Mansion.
[E] Hold your over [F#m] head.
[A] _ _ [D] _ Keep my [E] soul together.
[A] _ [E] _ [A] _ [E] Hold your [F#m] helpless head.
[A] _ _ [D] _ Keep my [E] soul together.
[A] _ [E] [A] Dear mama don't [E] cry your baby boy's doing [F#m] good.
Tell the homies I'm in [A] heaven and they ain't got hood.
I [D] seen a show at Marvin [A] Gaye last night.
[E] It had me [A] shook.
Drinking peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke.
Then some [E] lady named Billie Holiday [F#m] sang sitting there [A] kicking it with Malcolm to the [D] dead cave.
Little [A] Natasha choked [C#m] on telling [A] lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven.
So come home.
Maybe in time [E] you'll understand.
Only [F#m] God can save us when Miles [A] Davis cutting loose with the band.
[D] Just think all the [A] people that you knew [E] in the past [A] that passed on.
They in heaven fell peace and laughs.
Picture a place [E] that they [F#m] exist together.
There has to be a place [A] better than this in [D] heaven.
So right before I sleep.
Dear [E] God, what I'm [A] asking.
Remember this face.
Save me a place in Thug Mansion.
_ [E] _ _
[F#m] Remember this face.
[A] Save me a place in [D] Thug Mansion.
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_ _ [A] [E] Thug Mansion.
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_ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ Tupac, your life has been marred by considerable pain.
Do you think you'll [N] ever get to the point where you can live a normal, happy life?
[Dm] No.
But _ _ [G#] I'm going for it.
I'm trying for it.
And until then, I have to make the life that I do live as happy as I can and try to do the best with what I have.
You know, live the best life I can live.
Be as happy as I can be.
Nothing is perfect for anybody.
I don't think. _