Naldo is back with a new hit single featuring JK!

“Every nerd needs an Edgewood!”

[Lyrics]

Tired of gettin beat up
Tired of gettin chased by the bullies
Nerds need a spot where we can study
A spot where we belong, thats just for us
Nerds aint gotta get wedgies and hide out no more
Yknahmean? Where do we nerds go to learn
Aint no other school for a smart nerd
Thats why we nerds go to Edgewood
Thats the only place where nerds can be free and you gotta be a geek
at Edgewood

[Verse One: Naldo]
A place to spend my quiet days, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once contemplated plagiarize, and woulda tried
But when I held pen, all I could see was my High degree
No one knows my struggle, they only see my goggles
Not knowin its hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my pals aint have a choice but to roll on
We found spot to geek it
Where we can learn AP and no one disagree with this bit
A spot where we can learn in peace, and even though we geeks
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my eyes, I see this place, the squares go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can study, at Edgewood

[Chorus: JK]
Ever nerd, every geek
Theres a place where lifes a little easy
Trigonometry, laid back and cool
Every day, cause its all good
Leave all the stress from the world outside
Every charisma will be alright
Nothing but peace love
And geek passion, every nerd needs and Edgewood

[Verse Two: Naldo]
A place where wedgies dont reside, just brains that collide
Not to start beef but spark peace, no jocks rollin by
No detentions, no penalized, no chalk on the walls
No reason, for janitors to cry
See Im a smart guy, Im tryin to stick around for my honor
I know Ill pass, I know my grades will earn her
This whole years been crazy, asked a tutor to help me
The only difference between me and Steven Hawkins, gray hair maybe
Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin
Im just sixteen years old, I done lost my pride
And I cried tears of pain, from bullies who thought I was lame
And I think of it more, my love goes to Louis Pasteur
Cause like Bill Gates, I was raised a nerd king in a war
And just for that alone I shouldn’t feel no pain no more
Cause one day we’ll be together, eatin PB and Js
Where grades soar, with golden wings at Edgewood

[Chorus: JK]

[Verse Three: Naldo]
Dear momma don’t cry, your boy’s doin good
Tell the nerds I’m in heaven, come they should
Seen a Harlequin show last night, it had me shook
Turning it up with Jackie Williams, yeah mistook
Then some asian named Kevin Mai
Hang there kickin it with Zacharias, ’til the day came
Trevor McQuillen sho’ grown
Tell Ms. Hale that he forgot the camera, so go home
Maybe in time you’ll understand only God can save us
When Roland Foster cuttin loose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in your class
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a better place than this, in heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I’m askin
Remember this face, save me a place, at Edgewood

[Chorus: JK]

Duration : 0:4:25

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[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

[Chorus: J. Phoenix + (Nas)]
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 (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
where angels soar, 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 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

[Chorus]

Duration : 0:4:31

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Intro: 2Pac
Shit, tired of getting shot at
Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that’s just for us
Niggas ain’t gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
You na’mean?
Where do niggas 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 1: 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 nine all I could see was my mama’s eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowing it’s hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery and poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Praying hard for better days, Promised to hold on
Me and my dogs don’t have a choice but to roll on
We finally found a spot to kick it
Where we could drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we could smoke in peace
And even though we Gs,
We still visualize places that we could roll a piece
And in my minds eye, I see this place the players go and pass it
Got a spot for us all, So we can ball
At Thug’z 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: 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
where angels soar, with golden wings in thug’s mansion

Chorus

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 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

Chorus

Duration : 0:4:13

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“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

[Chorus: J. Phoenix + (Nas)]
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 (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
where angels soar, 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 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

[Chorus]“

Duration : 0:4:30

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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

[Chorus: J. Phoenix + (Nas)]
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 (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
where angels soar, 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 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

[Chorus]

Duration : 0:4:0

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[Verson One: Nas]
I’m capable of anything, my imagination can give me wings
To fly like Ddoves 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, juries, 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 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

[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

Duration : 0:4:8

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