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God's Son by Nasir Jones - Thugz Mansion (N.Y.)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Nas
Vocals
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
J. Phoenix
J. Phoenix
Vocals
Michael Herring
Michael Herring
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nas
Nas
Songwriter
2Pac
2Pac
Songwriter
Johnny Jackson
Johnny Jackson
Songwriter
Larry Loftin
Larry Loftin
Songwriter
Claudio Cueni
Claudio Cueni
Songwriter
Michael A Herring
Michael A Herring
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Vinten
Mark Vinten
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Crouse
Kevin Crouse
Mixing Engineer
Claudio Cueni
Claudio Cueni
Producer
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Producer
Michael Herring
Michael Herring
Producer

Lyrics

I want you to close your eyes And vision the most beautiful place in the world If you in the hood, in the ghetto street corner Come on this journey The best journey Some mansions, acres of land and swimming pools and all that Check it out 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, and juries, Masons, lawyers and cops I watch because every thug's 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 morning, calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke He insane, already gone mad blames himself for his setbacks Dangerous street corners where it sets at Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs Chasin' him, his asthma's 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 helping hand, bring him out to Thugz Mansion 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 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 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 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 Nothing but peace, love, and street passion Every ghetto needs a thug mansion 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' heavenly champagne Where angels soar with golden wings in Thugz Mansion 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 Nothing but peace, love, and street passion Every ghetto needs a thug mansion
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Nasir Jones, Larry D. Loftin, Claudio Cueni, Michael E. Herring Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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