(featuring Nas & J. Phoenix)
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Shit, tired of gettin shot at
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Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
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Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
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A spot where WE belong, it's just for us
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Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
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Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die?
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Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga
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That's why we go to Thug Mansion
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That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
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... at thug mansion
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[Verse One: 2Pac]
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A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
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So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
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I once contemplated suicide, and woulda triad
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But when I held that 9, all I can see was my momma's eyes
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No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
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Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
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Picture me inside the misery of poverty
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No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
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Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
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Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
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We found a family spot to kick it
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Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
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A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
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We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
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And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in past
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I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at Thugz Mansion
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[Chorus: J. Phoenix] + (Nas)
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Every corner, every city
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There's a place where life's a little easier
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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 (I wanna go)
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Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga)
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And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thug Mansion
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[Verse Two: 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 the 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 heavenly champagne
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What angels saw, with golden wings in Thugz Mansion
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[Chorus] w/o Nas
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[Verse Three: 2Pac]
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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 Cook
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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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Thugz Mansion (Acoustic)
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