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Nas Lyrics for Song: Heaven
 Lyrics for Album: God's Son [2002]
 
 
 
 22233>If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I pack up my bags
 
 And leave this world behind?
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Or save it all for you?
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I, fill the tank up with gas
 
 And be out the front door in a flash
 
 Before reconsidering, this hell with you
 
 
 
 It ain't you it's the things you do
 
 It's tearing my heart in two
 
 I would of fell with you, to hell with you
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 And you could ride by the gates
 
 Would you try to run inside
 
 When it opens would you try to die today?
 
 
 
 Would you pray louder
 
 Finally believing His power?
 
 Even if you couldn't see
 
 But you could feel, would you still doubt him?
 
 How would you start acting?
 
 
 
 Would you try to put the ki's down?
 
 Thinking every drug sell
 
 That you make in the streets He can see now
 
 Would a fiend even want to get high
 
 Would he stop smoking?
 
 If he knew on his own two feet he could just stroll in
 
 
 
 To get away and escape from the craziness
 
 And I bet you there's a heaven for an atheist
 
 It's hard taking this racist planet
 
 Where they take another brother in a handcuff
 
 Even if he innocent nigga get on the car
 
 Put your motherfucking hands up
 
 
 
 Thinking I'm a lose it, my mom's in chemo
 
 Three times a week, yo keep trying but people
 
 Is hard and God your young soldier's not so bold
 
 But needs you, this world's my home but world I would leave
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I pack up my bags
 
 And leave this world behind?
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Or save it all for you?
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I, fill the tank up with gas
 
 And be out the front door in a flash
 
 Before reconsidering, this hell with you
 
 
 
 It ain't you it's the things you do
 
 It's tearing my heart in two
 
 I would of fell with you, to hell with you
 
 
 
 Nigga what you think
 
 I'ma stop building, I'ma stop feeling
 
 Like I'm Amistad's great, great grandchildren
 
 How I'm not gonna want to make millions
 
 
 
 Since the quarter water days
 
 In the hallways making fake coke
 
 Pass with the Reeses Pieces wrapper
 
 In my mouth all day
 
 
 
 But then my style has quite a while
 
 That same type as Ill and Al Skratch
 
 Game time to them cats never looked back
 
 Cristal blowing dub sacks
 
 
 
 That's when it all just hit me
 
 You see the broads and Bentleys is nothing less
 
 My nigga spend it all with me
 
 I'd give it all away quickly
 
 
 
 Just to hear them all I'd buy some new kicks
 
 Free of any autographs so not to be recognized
 
 Forgive me, it's becoming unbearable, making hits is easy
 
 Put a famous bitch on the hook
 
 There you go with a platinum CD
 
 
 
 I know you heard the noise
 
 Preachers touching on altar boys
 
 Sodomizing not realizing
 
 God is watching before the Lord
 
 
 
 How can they do the devil's work?
 
 A man giving another man head in church
 
 Hell, it hurts just to fathom the thought
 
 Wishing that I fled the earth
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I pack up my bags
 
 And leave this world behind?
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Or save it all for you?
 
 
 
 If heaven was a mile away
 
 Would I, fill the tank up with gas
 
 And be out the front door in a flash
 
 Before reconsidering, this hell with you
 
 
 
 It ain't you it's the things you do
 
 It's tearing my heart in two
 
 I would of fell with you, to hell with you
 
 
 
 You trapped in your own hell
 
 Every day I wakeup I'm blessed
 
 Every day you wakeup
 
 And breathe another breath you blessed
 
 
 
 It's all the niggaz runnin' around, talk about I'm fucked up
 
 I gotta get on, I gotta, I'm in a grind
 
 I'm fucked up, yeah we're all in the grind
 
 But look at the beautiful shit around you, it's a beautiful life
 
 
 
 All my niggaz locked up, keep yo heads up
 
 Heaven's just a mile away, I'm talkin' heaven on earth
 
 Ain't got nottin' to do with money
 
 Got nottin' to do with non-material
 
 
 
 I'm talkin' about heaven in your own heart
 
 In your own world baby, in your own existence
 
 To my moms look at me baby
 
 I love you girl, your boy is shinin', God's son
 
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