Lyrics Closest Thing To Heaven - Ghetts, Ghetto

Closest Thing To Heaven

Dear margy, I hope that we never have to part ways
Three kids and I’m giving you the most heartache
So when I talk to my little bro
I say to him «chill», how much more can mum’s heart take?
I recall Thorpe Park,
Trips we took
Now I wish I never skipped the books
I wanted a fast wage
Even so, my last car chase
But there ain’t nothing like a mother’s love
I even swore, I was done with drugs
And then you found out, I was still shotting class A
Bunking school and telling it was half day
I know I deserved every beating I got
Same mistakes, I was repeating a lot
At night, I could even hear when you was speaking to God
I come home to smell weed on my top
How can a son of a teacher be an underachiever
But changes in a process?
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven (Mum, I love you)
You are, you are (I swear down from the bottom of my heart)
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven
(You're the reason I’m still on road)
You are, you are (I'm still here)
I did time and you never missed a visit
You came to see me, even in the blizzard
Even when I was up north, I told you not to bother (It's too far)
But it’s like say, you could read a son’s thoughts
Because deep down I missed you
But I was flexing like it weren’t an issue
And when I rung home
You could hear the pain my voice
I’m in the block, mum
I can’t wait till I come home
But time seems like it stopped, mum
I don’t even wanna think about release dates
Because every time I see the gates
I’m thinking of a sweet escape
Even though I’ve done the crime
Knowing the risk, I still wish I beat the case
It was supposed to be a piece of cake
Pissed I can’t see your face
I’m back home
But how long can I keep it straight?
I’m trying to keep clean
Because I know you wanna keep me safe
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven
You are, you are
(I swear down from the bottom of my heart, mum)
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven (Look)
You are, you are (Whole family, gonna make you proud)
I’m your eldest son
So I gotta my example now
I used to play the man when my father’s out
Making booby traps to guard the house
Now I’m older, I’m trying to build a large account
Could you worked enough?
Strong black woman wouldn’t tremble if the Earth erupts
Get back and turn the furnace up
You deserve a break
I’ma tell my little sister, serve a plate
She can cook, she won’t burn it up
Look, I just wanna make you proud
How does entertainment sound?
I can tell nanny, felt happy when I changed around
You’re a queen, I won’t let anybody take your crown
Some could only wish on my mother like mine
One in a million, there ain’t another like mine
I can only say I’m sorry for the pain I’ve inflicted
When I set pace, am I meant to resist it?
Now, you can check base on my face, you can witness
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven
You are, you are
(I swear down from the bottom of my heart)
(I know my singing’s not enough)
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven
(The spotlight’s on me now, mum)
You are, you are (I'mma make the whole family proud)
(Yeah)
You’re the closest thing to heaven in my world
Never take this heaven from my arms
Don’t take your love from me or you’ll take everything
You’re the closest thing to heaven that I’ve ever seen
(I'm just dancing now, man)
(I feel like I’m gonna cry)
You are, you are the closest thing to heaven
(22 years and counting)
You are, you are (Aye, Merlin, magic)