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
Fuck 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 niggas, 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 never 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
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
Fuck 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 niggas, 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 never 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
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