Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thugz Mansion, artist - 2Pac.
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thugz Mansion |
Shit, tired of gettin shot at Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested |
Niggaz need a spot where we can kick it A spot where we belong, thats just for us Niggaz aint gotta get all dressed up and be hollywood |
Yknahmean? |
where do niggaz go when we die? |
Aint no heaven for a thug nigga |
Thats why we go to thug mansion |
Thats the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a g |
… at thug mansion |
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 9, all I could see was my mommas eyes |
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble |
Not knowin its hard to carry on when no one loves you |
Picture me inside the misery of poverty |
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived |
Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on Me and my dawgs aint have a choice but to roll on We found a family 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 gs We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace |
And in my minds eye I see this place, the players go in fast |
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thugs mansion |
Every corner, every city |
Theres a place where lifes a little busy |
Little hennessy, laid back and cool |
Every hour, cause its all good |
Leave all the stress from the world outside |
Every wrong done will be alright (I wanna go) |
Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga) |
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion |
A place where death doesnt reside, just thugs who collide |
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets |
No reason, for nobodys momma to cry |
See Im 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 years been crazy, asked the holy spirit to save me Only difference from me and ossie davis, gray hair maybe |
Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin |
Im just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother |
And I cried tears of joy, I know she smiles on her boy |
I dream of you more, my love goes to afeni shakur |
Cause like ann jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war |
And just for that alone she shouldnt feel no pain no more |
Cause one day well all be together, sippin heavnly champagne |
What angels saw, with golden wings in thugs mansion |
Dear momma dont cry, your baby boys doin good |
Tell the homies Im in heaven and they aint got hoods |
Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook |
Drippin peppermint schnapps, with jackie wilson, and sam cooke |
Then some lady named billie holiday |
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, til the day came |
Little latasha sho grown |
Tell the lady in the liquor that shes forgiven, so come home |
Maybe in time youll understand only God can save us When miles davis cuttin 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 Im askin |
Remember this face, save me a place, in thugs mansion |