[2pac]. 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 that's just for us. Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood. Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz 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 one:2pac]. 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 shit. 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 thug's mansion. [chrous: J. Phoenix + (Nas)]. 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 (I wanna go). Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga). And street passion every ghetto needs a thug mansion. [Verse Two: Nas]. 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 heavnly champagne. What angels saw with golden wings in thug's mansion. [Chorus w/o Nas]. [Verse Three: 2Pac]. 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 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 liquor 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 thug's mansion. [Chorus]