Silkk - Heaven Is So Close lyrics

Artist: Mr. Serv-On f/ Master P, Silkk, Kenya Miller Album: Life Insurance Song: Heaven Is So Close Lord, have mercy (try to sleep) Heaven is so close (But with all this bloodshed and letdowns) When you born and die and live in the ghetto (Just won't let me sleep, but it's one thing) Heaven is so close (that's gotta smile on my face) When you born and die (Now I know heaven is so close, so close) And live in the ghetto (just listen to me) [Mr. Serv-On] If murder is hereditary, then dyin young is my destiny f** doin time for felonies, the hell for what ya tellin me It's what I'm seein, believin it's a better side All I'm seein is my genocide, suicidal thoughts Brought my mamma broken hearts I threw a jack at n***as, and drinkin liquor To help me see God quicker All it did was have me mad to hear my daughter call me Mr Her mamma shoulda taught her better Now I'm writin Dear God letters Askin how my cousin went from makin hella Gs through the years To doin $30 hits and alcoholic tears Fears from these streets scared me I decided a long time ago, to let the Lord guide me Through this optimism, kids dyin, I don't know I guess I miss em, like lil James Darby And Lil Mann out the projects Never got to see they happy years, all they felt Was the blast from a lost tear, and last year The nation felt shame, but only they mothers felt the pain To hear the Lord call they name This game has got me feelin like I'm losin all my sanity At times I think the world is blamin me But I ain't lettin em get me down I'm keepin my head up cause I know I got a dosage Heaven is so close Chorus (2X): Heaven is so close (Now I lay me down to sleep) When you born and die and live in the ghetto (I pray the Lord my soul to keep) Heaven is so close (And if I should die before I wake) When you live and die and live in the ghetto (I pray the Lord my soul to take) [Master P] Bill Clinton, you gon feel me Takin welfare from ghetto children That's why every hood infected and lookin blurry I mean every homie I know in the dope game We sell it, but who make c**aine? Artificial contaminated My little homie lost his life for rims that was gold plated 211 ain't nothin but robbery 187 ain't nothin but a hobby In the ghetto, d**h is like a ??? cheese I mean yo best friend turn into yo enemy Lord knows, I don't wanna die young Earth is hell, heaven is eternal sun Bury me a G, f** dyin poor The hood got me trapped, I'm a victim of this ghetto Mouth full of cooked rocks, standin on the block 100 Gs, two keys, runnin from crooked cops I done seen little kids lose they life I done seen n***as mammas smoke the pipe I done grew up with k**as, my brother died a drug dealer Like Spice 1 say, even young n***as Die in the ghetto You never know when it's yo time, or my time to go Chorus (2X) Silkk- Man, whattup dawg, I found out None of us can cheat d**h No point in ?fakin it out? See, I was born hustlin Ain't no way for us out here In the streets to get off But, uh, judgement comes for all of us And when it's yo time to go Can you go clear conscience? [Silkk] See they often told me heaven was close But I think it's even closer, look It ain't no fun to have yo name on wanted posters, look See I ain't got time for b**hes I keep my hand on my 9, and keep my mind on my riches It's a everyday struggle, everyday hustle Tryin to make bank I went to jail for a couple of months And I had some time to think See I really can't take it Everybody changed up at the last minute to go to heaven They ain't gon make it The government ain't got no love for none of us God, you gotta understand, just think if you was one of us I be forever ballin in my sleep Be countin, thinkin, of ways to get out, it's just too deep I seen so many things and wonder, "Why me?" I pray to God let my mom die before I She pray to God, "Don't let my son die before me" And I wonder, if it's low They say heaven is a million miles away But to Silkk it seem so close [Master P and Mr. Serv-On] Heaven is so close when you born and die and live in the ghetto Heaven is so close when you born and die and live in the ghetto (yeah, you know what I'm sayin?) This goes out to all my dead homies out there (I know how it is up there, you know what I'm sayin?) You see what I'm sayin? (no red or blue, no black or white We all the same up there, fool) Sometimes they point the finger At us ghetto people (you know this go out to all my little dead Homies out there) Mr. Serv-On, Master P, Silkk the Shocker (P brother, Kevin Miller, slugged up) It ain't changed (You know lil Reg, Joshua Carter) Everybody need life insurance (Howard little brother, you know what I'm sayin? mistakes happen) You never know when it's gon be yo time to go (you know what I'm sayin, n***a, we with you) Cause if you live in the ghetto (And my cousin Randall, n***a, I'm gon always see you n***a) It's like you one step away from heaven (whether I'm dead or alive, my homie D. Fuller, n***a My homie Mouse, you know what I'm sayin, no matter how you went fool You still got love from me,it's gon be like to everybody That done lost somebody, whether it's your mother, your uncle Your sister, your brother, your child, it doesn't matter You know what I'm sayin, they all up there, it's gon be one big party With tangaray and hennesy and pineapple juice, they even get up like That up there, you know, so y'all take it easy out there For No Limit, T-R-U, fool, Heaven, Heaven) Chorus to fade