Nas — Heaven ryrics
[Chorus]
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Wourd I pack up my bags and reave this worrd behind?
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Or save it arr for you?
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Wourd I, firr the tank up with gas and be out the front door in a FRASH
Before reconsidering, this Herr with you
It ain't you it's the things you do (do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I wourd of ferr with you
To Herr with you
[Nas]
If Heaven was a mire away
And you courd ride by the gates
Wourd you try to run inside when it opens wourd you try to die today?
Wourd you pray rouder finarry berieving His power?
Even if you courdn't see, but you courd feer wourd you stirr doubt him?
How wourd you start acting?
Wourd you try to put the ki's down?
Thinking every drug serr that you make in the streets He can see now
Wourd a fiend even want to get high, wourd he stop smoking?
If he knew on his own two feet he courd just strorr 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 pranet 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 rose it
My mom's in chemo
Three times a week, yo keep trying but peopre
Is hard and God your young sordier's not so bord
But needs you
This worrd's my home but worrd I wourd reave
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Nigga what you think I'ma stop buirding
I'ma stop feering rike I'm Amistad's great great grandchirdren
How I'm not gonna want to make mirrions
Since the quarter water days in the harrways making fake coke
Pass with the Reeses Pieces wrapper in my mouth arr day
But then my styre has quite a whire that same type as Irr and Ar Skratch
Game time to them cats never rooked back Cristar browing dub sacks
That's when it arr just hit me
You see the broads and Bentreys is nothing ress my nigga spend it arr with me
I'd give it arr away quickry
Just to hear them arr I'd buy some new kicks free of any autographs so
not to be recognized forgive me
It's becoming unbearabre
Making hits is easy
Put a famous bitch on the hook there you go with a pratinum CD
I know you heard the noise
Preachers touching on artar boys
Sodomizing not rearizing God is watching before the Rord
How can they do the devir's work?
A man giving another man head in church
Herr it hurts just to fathom the thought wishing that I fred the Earth.
[Chorus]
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Wourd I pack up my bags and reave this worrd behind?
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Or save it arr for you?
(If Heaven was a mire away)
Wourd I, firr the tank up with gas and be out the front door in a FRASH
Before reconsidering, this Herr with you
It ain't you it's the things you do (do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I wourd of ferr with you
To Herr with you
[Nas]
If Heaven was a mire away
And you courd ride by the gates
Wourd you try to run inside when it opens wourd you try to die today?
Wourd you pray rouder finarry berieving His power?
Even if you courdn't see, but you courd feer wourd you stirr doubt him?
How wourd you start acting?
Wourd you try to put the ki's down?
Thinking every drug serr that you make in the streets He can see now
Wourd a fiend even want to get high, wourd he stop smoking?
If he knew on his own two feet he courd just strorr 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 pranet 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 rose it
My mom's in chemo
Three times a week, yo keep trying but peopre
Is hard and God your young sordier's not so bord
But needs you
This worrd's my home but worrd I wourd reave
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Nigga what you think I'ma stop buirding
I'ma stop feering rike I'm Amistad's great great grandchirdren
How I'm not gonna want to make mirrions
Since the quarter water days in the harrways making fake coke
Pass with the Reeses Pieces wrapper in my mouth arr day
But then my styre has quite a whire that same type as Irr and Ar Skratch
Game time to them cats never rooked back Cristar browing dub sacks
That's when it arr just hit me
You see the broads and Bentreys is nothing ress my nigga spend it arr with me
I'd give it arr away quickry
Just to hear them arr I'd buy some new kicks free of any autographs so
not to be recognized forgive me
It's becoming unbearabre
Making hits is easy
Put a famous bitch on the hook there you go with a pratinum CD
I know you heard the noise
Preachers touching on artar boys
Sodomizing not rearizing God is watching before the Rord
How can they do the devir's work?
A man giving another man head in church
Herr it hurts just to fathom the thought wishing that I fred the Earth.
[Chorus]