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Thugz Mansion Lyrics: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, that's just for us Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be hollywood Y'knahmean? where do niggaz go when we die? Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga 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 [verse one: 2pac] 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 momma's eyes No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble Not knowin 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 Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on Me and my dawgs ain't 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 g's 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 thug's mansion [chorus: j. phoenix + (nas)] 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 (I wanna go) Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga) And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion [verse two: nas] A place where death doesn't 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 nobody's momma to cry See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin 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 and ossie davis, gray hair maybe Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin I'm 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 shouldn't feel no pain no more Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion [chorus w/o nas] [verse three: 2pac] Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't 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 she's forgiven, so come home Maybe in time you'll 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 I'm askin Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion [chorus] |
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Other songs of Nas (Tracklist):
From Illmatic To Stillmatic (2002): affirmative action it ain't hard to tell Life's a bitch one love one mic street dreams God's Son (2002): book of rhymes dance Get down heaven hey nas i can last real nigga alive made you look mastermind revolutionary warfare the cross warrior song zone out Hip Hop Is Dead (2006): hip hop is dead black republican blunt ashes can't forget about you carry on tradition hold down the block hope hustlers let there be light Money over bullshit not going back play on playa still dreaming where are they now who killed it you can't kill me I Am (1999): big things dr knockboot favor for a favor ghetto prisoners hate me now i want to talk to you Intro kissing life is what you make it money is my bitch n.y. state of mind (part ii) nas is like small world undying love we will survive you won't see me tonight Illmatic (1994): halftime life's a bitch memory lane ny state of mind one love one time 4 your mind represent represent The genesis the world is yours It Was Written (1996): the set up affirmative action black girl lost i gave you power if i ruled the world Intro live nigga rap nas is coming shootouts street dreams suspect take it in blood the message watch dem niggas Nas (2008): america black president breathe fried chicken hero make the world go round n.i.g.g.e.r. project roach Queens get the money sly fox testify untitled we're not alone y'all my niggas you can't stop us now Nastradamus (1999): big girl come get me family god love us life we chose nastradamus new world project windows quiet niggas shoot em up some of us have angels the outcome The prediction you owe me Stillmatic (2001): the flyest 2nd childhood braveheart party destroy & rebuild ether every ghetto got ur self a my country one mic rewind rule smokin Stillmatic what goes around you're da man Street's Disciple (2004): a message to the feds, sincerely we the people american way bridging the gap disciple getting married Intro just a moment live now me and you nazareth savage no one else in the room reason remember the times remember the times - (intro) rest of my life sekou story street's disciple suicide bounce the makings of a perfect bitch these are our heroes thief's theme ubr virgo war you know my style The Lost Tapes (2002): black zombie blaze a 50 Doo rags drunk by myself everybody's crazy my way no idea's original nothing lasts forever poppa was a playa purple u gotta love it untitled |
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