Thugz 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 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

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little easy

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

[Um homem não chora] levanta a cabeça e caminha

Responsa, por responsa, só confio na minha

Nada com a trilha, a rua vazia, acompanha

Testemunha, que eu tô legal de braço falso e “mulé” piranha.

Passa um carro, um opala rebaixado

“Mei” mandado, mais num paro, meu caminho

E por instinto sou levado

[minha] fé me acompanha [na] passagem por este planeta

O tempo sobra, pois dessa obra, sou a areia da ampulheta

Reflexões vêm, mostram o passado esquecido

Peço que todos me desculpem pelos erros cometidos

O tempo trouxe a sensação de já “tá” absolvido

Me sentia reprimido, substância, comprimido

[Na] boca um gosto amargo, coração apertado e aflito

Aquela rua falava algo, se comunicava comigo

Sabia que mesmo longe de casa, ali achava um abrigo

No meio de puta, motel barato, luzes, mendigos

Já vi o mais forte dividir sua refeição com o mais fraco

Alguns milésimos de segundos é o que diferencia

Um homem vivo, e pensante

A um montante de carne morta e uma poça de sangue

O olho antes brilhante vira um vasilhame opaco

Aumenta o peso do karma, sua alma perde o brilho

Como o Cristo derruba lágrimas a cada puxão de gatilho

O filho do Criador, vê que assim não tá certo

E como nosso Redentor se mantem de braços abertos

A orla de Copacabana ainda é bonita, eu concordo

Malandro e ciganas, no calçadão, me encontro a bordo

Do Leblon, Circo, cobertura, tubo de...

Boa quantidade do verde, pra num morrer a esperança

Nikit 2011 o ano sagrado

22 anos completos, foram comemorados

Já tô ligado no esquema, mas esse não é o problema

A solução se vem em segundos no desenrolar da próxima cena

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little easy

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 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 liquorstore 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

Every corner, every city

There's a place where life's a little easy

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