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Life, dead presidents, Overthrow kings from they thrones of they negligence Death, real shit'll start to light you ain't like dickin' your wife, what? Kind and undermining, grimy, corpse shapin' Pork bacon, Satan, heathens Non-God-fearing, thong wearing demons But glory go to God, y'all him
If don't know that, rap with a old cat He'll show you streets where big dealers drove at Where low-key killers the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka, oh The glow, the 'dro, the dough for Everything a hood think he needs, yo You'll find a goal in a superstar's road map And use that for the
For the of my life For the of my life
Burnt-out, kicked to the So I had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou' fast In '95 was my last, I went back to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a of the past" Rest in peace E money bags, no more Got caught with the ratchet in the stash, lawyer cash My ba'y bro burners at cats who got gell They burnt a with a Molotov cocktail
My little man got fourteen years for car-jackin' a Them cops swear, my nigga told on me I'm thinkin', "Hello, the L O V E" Pigs play games, my little never say names Word to his pops with veins They locked-up still, word to will make it and chill for the
For the rest of my For the of my life
My man his mommy coke So she wouldn't hit the all crazy for the smoke Damn nigga, could you you supplyin' your own moms So she have to bone for dimes? Or dome for nicks' in the roofs of the projects Where shit and piss Yeah, we all plan to get rich but it's all about how executed
Lexus coup-ed, brigettes from Mighta been stupid, but I got far from twenty-six To ten LP's, what can him tell me? Of Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track unorthodox Like my life coulda been by the cops Told y'all, Nas prevail by the book when it's up for sale the rest
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