The of my life The of my
Life, dead presidents, Overthrow kings from thrones 'cause of they negligence Death, real start comin' to light Niggaz you ain't like dickin' wife, what? Kind and undermining, grimy, stiff shapin' bacon, double-cross Satan, heathens Non-God-fearing, lace thong wearing But glory go to God, y'all him
If y'all don't that, rap with a old cat He'll show you where them big dealers drove at Where killers with the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka, oh The glow, the 'dro, the dough for Everything a hood brother he needs, yo You'll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's map And I'ma use for the
For the rest of my For the rest of my
Burnt-out, to the curb So I had to learn how to turn a hundred thou' real fast In '95 was my last, I went back to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a of the past" Rest in peace E bags, no more cabs Got caught with the ratchet in the stash, lawyer want My ba'y bro blast burners at 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 man'll say names Word to his pops with veins They both still, word to will I'll make it and for the
For the of my life For the of my life
My man his mommy coke So she wouldn't hit the block all for the smoke nigga, could you picture you supplyin' your own moms So she don't to bone for dimes? Or give for nicks' in the roofs of the projects dogs shit and piss Yeah, we all plan to get rich but it's all about how it's
Lexus coup-ed, brigettes from Mighta stupid, but I got far from twenty-six bars To ten LP's, what can him tell me? Of them? Of I'm Nas on a that's unorthodox Like my life been offed by the cops Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book when it's up for the rest
For the rest of my For the of my life