[Chorus: Jully Black & Saukrates] 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 [Chorus: Jully Black & Saukrates] 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...
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