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Thug'Z Mansion Lyrics

Thug'Z Mansion by 2 Pac  

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Thug'Z Mansion Tupac:
sh*t, tired of getting shot at
Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that's just for us
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
You na'mean?
Where do niggas go when we die?
Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga, that's why we go to Thug Mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At Thug Mansion

Tupac:
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 woulda 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 and poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Praying hard for better days, Promised to hold on
Me and my dogs don't have a choice but to roll on
We finally found a spot to kick it
Where we could drink liquor and no one bickers over trick sh*t
A spot where we could smoke in peace
And even though we Gs,
We still visualize places that we could roll a piece
And in my minds eye, I see this place the players go and pass it
Got a spot for us all, So we can ball
At Thug'z Mansion

Chorus:
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Than chillin with homies and family
In the sky high, iced out paradise
In the skyyyyyyyyyy..
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Only place that's right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise
In the skyyyyyyyyyy..

J. Phoenix:
Every corner, every city
There’s a place where life’s a little easy
Little hennesy, laid back and cool
Every hour, cuase it’s all good
We’ve all stressed from the world outside
Every wrong done will be allright
Nothing but peace, love
It’s street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion

Nas:
A place where death doesn’t reside
Just thugz who collide
Not to start beef
Or spark trees
No cops rollin by
No policemen
No homicide
No talk on the streets
No reason
For no body’s momma to cry
See I’m a good guy
Im tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die
I know all of my albums support her
This whole year’s been crazy
Ask the Holy Spirit to save me
Only difference from me and nosy Davis grey hair maybe
Cuase I feel like my eyes saw to much sufferin
Im just 20 some odd years I haven’t lost my mother
And I cry tears of joy
I know she smiles on a boy
I dream of you more
My luck goes to Afeni Shakur
Cuase like Anne Jones
She raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for that alone
She shouldn’t feel no pain no more
Cause one day we’ll all be together
Sipping heavenly champaigne
With angels songs, with golden rings
In Thugz Mansion

Chorus

Tupac:
Dear mama don't cry, Your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night
It had me shook
Drinking peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cook
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin there kickin it with Malcolm till the day game
Lil' 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
Where Miles Davis cutting lose 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 Thugz Mansion

Chorus



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