2pac Thugz Mansion (acoustic Remix Lyrics

Thugz Mansion (acoustic Remix 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



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 thugz mansion



Every corner, every city

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

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

(I wanna go)

Nothin' but peace love

  (I wanna go)

(I wanna go nigga)

And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion



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' heavenly champagne

What angels saw, with golden wings in thugz mansion



Every corner, every city

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

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

Nothin' but peace love

And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion



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 Cook



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 store 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 thugz mansion



Every corner, every city

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

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

Nothin' but peace love

And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion