agile
heaven
lyrics

[Hook: Jully Black, and (un-credited male vocals)]

(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 thing 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 acting? would you try to put the keys down?

Thinking every drug sale 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 a atheist

It's hard taking this, racist planet, where they take a younger brother in a hand-cuff

Even if he innocent, "n***a get on the car! put your motherf**ing hands up!"

Thinking I'mma lose it

My mom's in chemo, three times a week yo, keep trying 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

[Hook]

(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 thing you do (do)

It's tearing my heart in two

I would've fell with you

To Hell with you

[Verse 2: Nas]

n***a what you think, I'mma stop building?

I'mma 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 gold caps

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 took 'em cats, never looked back, Cristal, blowing dub sacks

That's when it all just hit me, you see the broads and Bentleys is nothing

Lest my n***as 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 becoming unbearable, making hits is easy

Put a famous b**h on a hook, there you go with a platinum CD

I know you heard the noise, preachers touching on alter boys

Sodomizing, not realizing God is watching, 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, wishing that I fled the earth

[Hook]

(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 thing 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

Everyday I wake up, I'm blessed

Everyday you wake up and breathe another breath, you blessed

To all them n***as running around talking about:

"I'm f**ed up", "I got to get on", "I got to...", "I'm in the grind", "I'm f**ed up"

Yeah we all in the grind, but look at the beautiful sh** around you, it's a beautiful life

All my n***as locked up, keep your heads up, Heaven's just a mile away

I'm talking Heaven on Earth, ain't got nothing to do with money, got nothing to do with nothing material

I'm talking about Heaven in your own heart, in your own world baby, in your own existence