Thugz Mansion - Nas Acoustic Lyrics
 [Tupac Talking] 

 [bad word]  tired of getting shot at 

 Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested 

 Niggas need a spot where we can kick it 

 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 [bad word] 

 That's why we go to Thug Mansion 

 That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a 

 At Thugs Mansion 

 [Verse 1 - 2Pac] 

 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 [bad word] 

 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 [bad word] I've 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 [bad word] 

 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 Thugs Mansion 

 [bad word]  

 Every corner, every city 

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

 Little Hennessey, 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 thug mansion 

 [Verse 2 - Nas] 

 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 trying 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 

 Asked the holy spirit to save me 

 Only difference from me Jose Davis is gray hair maybe 

 'Cause I feel that my eyes saw too much suffering 

 I'm just twenty some odd years and I already 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 shouldn't feel no pain no more 

 'Cause one day we'll all be together 

 Sipping heavenly champagne where angels soar with golden rings 

 At thugs mansion 

 [bad word]  

 Every corner, every city 

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

 Little Hennessey, 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 thug mansion 

 [Verse 3 - 2Pac] 

 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