Text písně Thugz Mansion

Shit, tired of getting shot at 
Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested 
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it 
A 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 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 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 and poverty 
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I 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 shit 
A 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 Thug'z Mansion 

Every corner, every city 
There´s a place where life´s a little easy 
Little hennesy, laid back and cool 
Every hour, cuase it´s all good 
leave all stressed from the world outside 
Every wrong done will be allright 
Nothing but peace, love 
It´s street passion 
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion 

A place where death doesn´t reside 
Just thugz who collide 
Not to start beef 
Or spark trees 
No cops rollin by 
No policemen 
No homicide 
No talk on the streets 
No reason 
For no body´s momma to cry 
See I´m 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 year´s been crazy 
Ask the Holy Spirit to save me 
Only difference from me and nosy Davis grey hair maybe 
Cuase I feel like my eyes saw to much sufferin 
Im just 20 some odd years I haven´t lost my mother 
And I cry tears of joy 
I know she smiles on a boy 
I dream of you more 
My luck goes to Afeni Shakur 
Cuase like Anne 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 champaigne 
With angels songs, with golden rings 
In Thugz Mansion 


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 
Sittin there kickin it with Malcolm till the day game 
Lil' 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 
Where Miles Davis cutting 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 asking 
Remember this face, save me a place 
In Thugz Mansion 



Diskografie Tupac Shakur – Tupac Shakur