Thugz Mansion (N.Y.) Chords

[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ [Em] _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ [Bbm] _ [Ebm] _
[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ I want you to close [Cm] your eyes and visit the most [Ab] beautiful place in the [Bbm] world.
[Cm] [Db] If you're in the hood, in the ghetto street [Cm] corner, [Bb] come on this [Ab] journey, _ _ [Cm] the best journey.
_ [Bbm] Some [Ab] mansion, [Bbm] acres of land and swimming [B] pools and all [Bb] that.
Check it out.
I'm [Ab] capable of anything.
My [Cm] imagination can give me wings to fly like doves over the streets watching many [Db] things.
Kids [Em] walking home [Fm] from school on drug blocks, [Bbm] missionaries [Cm] pass out [Bb] papers that read love God.
[Ab] I see faces, cases, judges and jurors, masons, [Cm] lawyers and cops.
I watch cause every thug's face is my mirror, [Bbm] but this was [Fm] one in particular.
This kid, he was the venture, [Bbm] stick him up [G] pro.
16 [Bb] years old, did his jail sentence, [Ab] nowhere to go.
Every morning calls his conrad [Cm] to come and get him the smoke.
He insane, already gone mad, [Db] blames [Ab] himself for his [Fm] setbacks.
Dangerous street [Bbm] corners where it [Bb] sets at, sling from dusk to dawn.
The [Ab] detectives act like they maniacs chasing him, his asthma's [Cm] flaring, smoking like a
chimney on Remy.
Of course he not [Db] caring.
[C] He need a place [Fm] to go to keep [A] his mind [Bbm] expanding.
I give him [Cm] a helping [E] hand, bring him out to [Ab] thugs mansion.
Every corner, every city, [Eb] there's a place where life's a little easy.
Little [Db] [Fm] Hennessy, laid back and cool.
[Bbm] Every [G] hour, cause it's all good.
Leave [Ab] all the stress from the world outside.
[Eb] Every wrong done will be alright.
[Db] Nothing [Ab] but [Fm] peace, love, [Bbm] and street [Bb] passion.
Every ghetto needs a [Ab] thug mansion.
Dear mama, don't cry, your baby boy's doing good.
[Cm] Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods.
[Db] Seen a show [Fm] with Marvin Gaye last night.
[Db] It had me shook, drinking [Bb] peppermint schnapps [E] with Jackie Wilson and [Ab] Sam Cooke.
Then some lady named Billie Holiday [Cm] sang, sitting there kicking it with Malcolm till the day [Bbm] came.
[Abm] Little Lutasha [Fm] show [Bbm] grown, tell the lady in the liquor [Cm] store that she [Bb] forgiven.
So come [Ab] home, maybe in time you'll understand.
Only God [Cm] can save us when Miles Davis cutting loose with the band.
[Db] Just think [Ab] all the people [Fm] that you knew in the past,
[Bbm] that passed [Ab] on, they in heaven [Bb] found peace that lasts.
[Ab] Picture a place that they exist together.
[Cm] There has to be a place better than this [Bbm] in heaven.
So right [C] before I [Fm] sleep, dear God, what I'm [Bbm] asking,
remember [Eb] this faith, [E] save me a place in [Ab] thugs mansion.
Every corner, every city, [Eb] there's a place where life's [Ab] a little easy.
[Db] Little [Fm] Hennessy, laid back and cool.
[Bbm] Every hour, [Bb] cause it's all good.
Leave [Ab] all the stress from the world outside.
[Cm] Every wrong done will be alright.
[Bbm] Nothing [Ab] but peace, love, [Db] and straight [Bb] passion.
Every ghetto needs a club, yeah, shut up.
[Ab] A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who [Eb] collide, not the stark beef.
No cops rolling [Db] by, no [Fm] policemen, no [Bbm] homicide.
No talk in the streets, [Bb] no reason for nobody's mama to cry.
[Ab] See, I'm a good guy, I'm trying to stick around for [Cm] my daughter.
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her.
[Db] This whole year's [E] been crazy, [Fm] ask the Holy Spirit to save me.
[Bbm] Only [Bb] difference for me and those Davis grey hair, maybe.
[Ab] Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much suffering.
I'm just 20-something odd years out and lost my mother and [Bbm] I cry tears [Fm] of joy.
I know she smiles [Db] on her boy, I dream of you [Bb] more.
My love goes to a Phoenix Shakur, [Ab] cause like Anne Jones,
she raised a ghetto king in a war.
[Cm] And just for that alone, she shouldn't feel no pain no more.
[Bbm] Cause one day [Em] we'll all be [Fm] together, [Bbm] sipping heavily champagne
[Cm] where angels [E] soar with golden wings and [Ab] thugs man.
Every corner, every [Eb] city, there's a place where life's [Cm] a little easy.
Little [Eb] Hennessy, [Cm] laid [Fm] back and cool.
Every [Bbm] hour, [E] cause it's all good.
Leave all [Ab] the stress from the world outside.
[Eb] Every [Cm] wrongdoing will be alright.
[Bbm] Nothing [Fm] but peace, [Bbm] love, and street [Bb] passion.
Every ghetto is a [Ab] thug mansion. _ _ _ _ _
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