S**t, tired of gettin` shot at
Tired of gettin` chased by the police and arrested
Ni**az need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that`s just for us

Ni**az ain`t gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Y`knahmean? Where do ni**az go when we die?
Ain`t no heaven for a thug ni**a 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 s**t

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 ni**a)
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