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Submitted by Laura

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

[Verse 1]

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've 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 Thugs Mansion

[Chorus]

Every corner
Every city
There's a place where life is a little easy
Little hard to see
Lean back in the cool
Every hour
Cuz it's all good
Leave all the stress from the world outside
Every wrong will be alright
Nothing but peace
Street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion

[Verse 2]

A place where death doesnt reside
Just thugz who collide
Not to start beat
To spark trees
No cops rolling by
No policemen
No homicide
No chalk on the streets
No reason for nobodys momma to cry
See I'm a good guy
I'm trying to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die I know all of my albums support her
This whole years been crazy
Ask the holy spirit to save me
Only difference from being nosy Davis gray haired, maybe
Cuz I feel my eyes saw too much suffereing
I'm just 20 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 Avina Shacore
Cuz like Ann Joan she raised the ghetto king of the war
And just for that alone she shouldnt feel no pain no more
Cuz one day we'll all be together
Sippin heavenly champaigne
What angels saw, with golden wings

At Thugz Mansion

{Chorus}

See now momma dont cry
Your baby boys doing good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they aint got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gay last night
It had me shit drippin peppermint schnappes with Jackie Wilson
And Sam Cook
Then some lady named Billy Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcom
To the day, k
Livin room tossed the show grown
Tell the lady in the liquor store to be forgiven
To come home
Maybe in time
You'll understand
Only God can save us
We're Mild Davis cuttin loose with the band
Just think 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

(Chorus)


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