Thugz Mansion

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  • Tuning: Standard
     
    The chords for this are essentially, G#, Cm, then Bbm, Cm, C#. Slightly edited with the
  • but that should tell you where to barre
     
    e|-------------------------------------- 6s4-----------------------------h6--|
  • B|-----4--4---2s1-----------h4--4---4s6- ------2--4--h6--4h6-4----2--4---5---|
    G|-----5--5------3p1---------3--3------- ------1--3---5-----------1--3---6---|
    D|-----6--6---------3p1-----h5--5------- ------3--5---6-----------3--5---4---|
  • A|-------------------------3----3------- ------1--3---4-----------1--3---4---|
    E|---4----4----------------------------- ------------------------------------|
     
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    |--- --------4h6h4-----------4s3-----------6h 8 8h9-9----------------------6--6----|
    |--- -4--4--------6p4----4h6--------4--4----- ------------2--4--6----2--4--5---5---|
  • |--- -5--5------------4h5-----------3--3----- ------------1--3--5----1--3--6----6--|
    |--- -6--6--------------------------5--5----- ------------3--5--6----3--5--4-------|
    |--- -----------------------------3----3----- ------------1--3--4----1--3----------|
  • |--- 4--------------------------------------- -------------------------------------|
     
     
  • |---- -----------3h4-----3h6-------3---------- --------------4h6------|
    |-- --4--4-4-----3----4-----4h6--4------2--4 --6-------2--4--5--------|
    |-- --5--5-5-----3----3--------3--------1--3 --5-------1--3--6--------|
  • |-- --6--6-6----------5-----------------3--5 --6-------3--5--4--------|
    |-- --6--6-6----------5-----------------3--5 --6-------3--5--4--------|
    |-- 4----4-4-------------------------------- -------------------------|
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    LYRICS
     
  • [Verson One: Nas]
    I'm capable of anything, my imagination can 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 read: Love God
    I see faces, cases, judges, jurers, masons, lawyers and cops
  • I watch because every thugs face is my mirror
    But this was one in particular
    This kid he was the vintage stick em up pro
  • 16 years old, did his jail sentence, nowhere to go
    Every mornin calls his comrad to come and get him to smoke
    He insane, already gone mad
  • Blames himself for his setbacks
    Dangerous street corners where his sets at
    Sling from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs
  • Chasin' him, his ass was flarin'
    Smokin' like a chimney, on REMY, of course he not carin'
    He need a place to go to keep his mind expandin'
  • I give him a helpin' hand and, bring him out to Thugz Mansion
     
    [Chorus: J. Phoenix]
  • Every corner, every city
    There's a place where life's a little easy
    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
  • Nothin but peace, love
    And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
     
  • [Verse two: Tupac]
    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 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
     
  • [Chorus: J. Phoenix]
    Every corner, every city
    There's a place where life's a little easy
  • 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
    Nothin but peace, love
    And street passion, every ghetto needs a Thugz Mansion
  •  
    [Verse three: 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 Thugz Mansion
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