Heaven lyrics

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, put 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've fell with you, to Hell with you

[Verse 1: Nas]

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 believe in His power?

Even if you couldn't see Him, but you could feel Him

Would you still doubt Him?

How would you start actin'?

Would you try to put the keys down, thinkin' every drug sale that you make in the streets he can see now?

Would a fiend even want to get high? Would he stop smokin'

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 a atheist

It's hard takin' this, racist planet

Where they take a younger brother in a hand-cuff

Even if he innocent, "Nigga, get on the car!

Put your motherfuckin' hands up!"

Thinkin' I'ma lose it, my mom's in chemo

Three times a week yo, keep tryin', but people, it's hard

And God, your young soldier's not so bold but needs you

This world's my home, but world, I will leave you

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, put 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've fell with you, to Hell with you

[Verse 2: Nas]

Nigga, what you think, I'ma stop building?

I'ma stop feelin' 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

Makin' fake gold caps

With the Reese's 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 took 'em cats, never looked back

Cristal, blowin' dub sacks

That's when it all just hit me: you see, the broads and Bentleys

Is nothin' unless my niggas spend it all with me

I'd give it all away quickly

Just to hear them all about some new kicks

Free of any autographs, and not to be recognized, forgive me

It's becomin' unbearable, makin' hits is easy

Put a famous bitch on a hook, there you go with a platinum CD

I know you heard the noise, preachers touchin' on alter boys

Sodomizin', not realizin' God is watchin', before the Lord

How could they do the Devil's work?

A man give another man head in Church

Hell, it hurts just to fathom the thought, wishin' 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, put 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've fell with you, to Hell with you

[Outro: Nas]

You trapped in your own hell

Every day I wake up I'm blessed

Every day you wake up and breathe another breath, you blessed

To all them niggas runnin' around

Talkin' about, "I'm fucked up," "I got to get on," "I got to…"

"I'm in the grind," "I'm fucked up"

Yeah, we all in the grind

But look at the beautiful shit around you, it's a beautiful life

All my niggas locked up, keep ya heads up

Heaven's just a mile away

I'm talkin' Heaven on Earth, ain't got nothin' to do with money

Got nothin' to do with nothin' 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's shinin', God's son...

• Artist:Nas
• Album:God's Son