[Intro: Nas]
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I want you to close your eyes
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And vision the most beautiful place in the world
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If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner
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Come on this journey
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The best journey
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Thugz Mansion
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Acres of land and swimming pools and all that
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Check it out
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[Verson One: Nas]
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I'm capable of anything, my imagination can give me wings
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To fly like Ddoves over the streets watchin' many things
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Kids walkin' home from school on drug blocks, missionaries
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Pass out papers that read: Love God
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I see faces, cases, judges, juries, masons, lawyers and cops
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I watch because every thugs face is my mirror
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But this was one in particular
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This kid he was the vintage stick em up pro
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16 years old, did his jail sentence, nowhere to go
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Every mornin calls his comrad to come and get him to smoke
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He insane, already gone mad
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Blames himself for his setbacks
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Dangerous street corners where his sets at
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Sling from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs
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Chasin' him, his ass was flarin'
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Smokin' like a chimney, on REMY, of course he not carin'
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He need a place to go to keep his mind expandin'
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I give him a helpin' hand and, bring him out to Thugz Mansion
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[Chorus: J. Phoenix]
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Every corner, every city
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There's a place where life's a little easy
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Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
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Every hour, cause it's all good
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Leave all the stress from the world outside
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Every wrong done will be alright
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Nothin but peace, love
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And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
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[Verse two: Tupac]
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Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
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Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
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Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
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Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
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Then some lady named Billie Holiday
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Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came
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Little LaTasha sho' grown
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Tell the lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven, so come home
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Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
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When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band
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Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
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that passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
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Picture a place that they exist, together
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There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
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So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin
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Remember this face, save me a place, in Thugz Mansion
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[Chorus: J. Phoenix]
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Every corner, every city
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There's a place where life's a little easy
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Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
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Every hour, cause it's all good
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Leave all the stress from the world outside
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Every wrong done will be alright
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Nothin but peace, love
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And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
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[Verse three: Nas]
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A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide
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Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by
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No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
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No reason, for nobody's momma to cry
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See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
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But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
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This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit to save me
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Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe
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Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin
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I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother
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And I cried tears of joy, I know she smiles on her boy
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I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni Shakur
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Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
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And just for that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more
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Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
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What angels saw, with golden wings in Thugz Mansion
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[Chorus: J. Phoenix]
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Every corner, every city
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There's a place where life's a little easy
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Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
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Every hour, cause it's all good
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Leave all the stress from the world outside
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Every wrong done will be alright
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Nothin but peace, love
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And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
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Thugz Mansion
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| Nas |
