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, thats just for us
Niggaz aint gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Yknahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die?
Aint no heaven for a thug nigga
Thats why we go to thug mansion
Thats 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 mommas eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin its 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 aint 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 minds eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thugs mansion
Aint no place Id rather be
Chillin with homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise
In the skyyyyyyyyyy..
Aint no place Id rather be
Only place thats right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise
In the skyyyyyyyyyy..
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 couldnt sleep good
for multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us
Theyd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
why they cant 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
Ill be right behind ya, show me and Ill go
How can I be peaceful? Im comin from the bottom
Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot him
I need a house thats full of love when I need to escape
the deadly places slingin drugs, in thugs mansion
Dear momma dont cry, your baby boys doin good
Tell the homies Im in heaven and they aint 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 liquorstore that shes forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time youll 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 Im askin
Remember this face, save me a place, in thugs mansion
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