Nas – Heaven

Download another mp3 audio song by Nas and this amazing music is titled “Heaven”.

Actually this wonderful track is popped out of his Rap Which is released in December 13, 2002 With the name “Gods Son”.

 

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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

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 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