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 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 Thug's Mansion      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   Nothin' but peace, love 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 mama 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 Jose Davis, gray hair maybe      'Cause I feel that my eyes saw too much sufferin'   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   Sippin' heavenly champagne where angels soar   With golden wings at Thugs Mansion      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   Nothin' but peace, love and street passion   Every ghetto needs a Thug 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   Drinkin' 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 sure grown   Tell the lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven   So come home      Maybe in time you 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 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   Nothin' but peace, love and street passion   Every ghetto needs a thug mansion