NAS - Heaven lyrics

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(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 (do)

It's tearing my heart in two

I would of fell with you

To Hell with you

<i>[Nas]</i>

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

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<i>[Nas]</i>

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.

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