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Thugz Mansion (Ny)


Mas letras de 2 Pac

I want you to close ur eyes, n’ envision
the most beautiful place in tha world,
if you in the hood, the ghetto street corner,
come on this journey, the best journey, its a mansion
acres of land, swimmin pools and all that, check it out

I’m capable of anything, my imagination could give me wings,
to fly like doves over the streets watchin’ many things,
kids walkin home from school, on drug blocks, missionaries
pass out papers that we love god.
I see faces cases, judges n jurors, masons lawyers n cops,
I watch cuz every thugs face is my mirror, but this was one in particular
this kid he was the victim stick a ma pro, 16 years old did his jail since
there was no where to go.
Every mornin’ calls commrad to come n get em’
a smoke, he insane already gone mad, blames himself for his setbacks,
dangerous street corners where his sets at, sling from dusk till dawn,
detectives act like they maniacs, chasin him, his asthma’s flarin, smokin’
like a chimney on rimy of course he not carin, he needs a place to go,
to keep his mind expandin, I give em a helpin hand
bring em out to Thugz Mansion.

[J. Phoenix]
Every corner, every city
Theres a place where lifes a little easy
Little Hennessey, laid back and cool
Every hour, cause its all good
Weve all stressed form the world outside
Every wrong done will be all right
Nothing 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
Drinking peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cook
Then some lady named Billie