Thugz Mansion (2Pac Original) [Acoustic] Lyrics By 2Pac

• Artist 2Pac
• Title Thugz Mansion (2Pac Original) [Acoustic]
• Album The Best of 2Pac, Pt. 2: Life

Shit, tired of getting shot at
Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested
**** need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that's just for us
**** ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
You nah mean?
Where do **** go when we die?
Ain't no heaven for a thug ****
That's why we go to Thugz Mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At Thugz 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 .09, all I could see was my mama's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not know 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
Praying hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dogs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a finally 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 Thugz Mansion
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
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
Will I survive all the fights and the darkness?
Trouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed
I shed tattooed tears and couldn't sleep good
For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us
They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
Why they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head
With the little bit of homeboys that remains, 'cause all the rest dead
Is there a spot for us to roll, if you find it
I'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go
How can I be peaceful? I'm comin' from the bottom
Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot him
I need a house that's full of love when I need to escape
The deadly places slingin' drugs, in thugz mansion
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
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
Dear Mama, don't cry, your baby boy's doing good
Tell the homies, I'm in heaven and they ain't go hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
Drinking peppermint Schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sitting there, kicking it with Malcolm till 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'll understand that only God can save us
With Miles Davis cutting loose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
That passed on, they in heave, 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
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
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion