Thugz Mansion (feat. Nas & J. Phoenix) [Nas Acoustic]

Shit, tired of getting shot at

Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested

**** need a spot where we can kick it

A spot where we belong, that's just for us

**** ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood

You nah mean?

Where do **** go when we die?

Ain't no heaven for a thug ****

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

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 of poverty

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived

Praying hard for better days, promise to hold on

Me and my dogs ain't have a choice but to roll on

We found a finally 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 mind's eye, I see this place, the players go in fast

I got a spot for us all so we can ball at Thugz Mansion

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little busy

Little Hennessy, laid back and cool

Every hour 'cause it's all good

Leave all the stress from the world outside

Every wrong done will be alright

Nothing but peace, love, and street passion

Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion

A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide

Not to start beef but spark trees

No cops rolling by, no policemen, no homicide

No chalk on the streets, no reason for nobody's mama to cry

See, I'm a good guy, I'm tryna 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 OZ Davis, grey hair, maybe

'Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much suffering

I'm just 20-some-odd years, I done lost my mother

And I cry 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 shouldn't feel no pain no more

'Cause one day, we'll all be together, sipping heavenly champagne

Where angels soar with golden wings at Thugz Mansion

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little busy

Little Hennessy, laid back and cool

Every hour 'cause it's all good

Leave all the stress from the world outside

Every wrong done will be alright

Nothing but peace, love, and street passion

Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion

Dear Mama, don't cry, your baby boy's doing good

Tell the homies, I'm in heaven and they ain't go hoods

Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook

Drinking peppermint Schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke

Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang

Sitting there, kicking it with Malcolm till the day came

Little 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

With Miles Davis cutting loose 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

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little busy

Little Hennessy, laid back and cool

Every hour 'cause it's all good

Leave all the stress from the world outside

Every wrong done will be alright

Nothing but peace, love, and street passion

Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion