The of my life The of my
Life, dead presidents, Overthrow kings from they thrones of they negligence Death, real start comin' to light Niggaz you ain't like dickin' your wife, and undermining, grimy, stiff corpse shapin' Pork bacon, Satan, heathens Non-God-fearing, lace thong demons But glory go to God, beneath him
If y'all know that, rap with a old cat He'll you streets where them big dealers drove at Where low-key killers the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka, oh The glow, the 'dro, the for shows a hood brother think he needs, yo You'll a goal in a ghetto superstar's road map And I'ma use 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 the ratchet in the stash, lawyer want cash My ba'y bro blast burners at cats who got burnt a range with a Molotov cocktail
My man got fourteen years for car-jackin' a undercover cops swear, my little nigga told on me I'm thinkin', "Hello, the L O V E" Pigs play games, my little man'll never say to his pops with elephant veins They both still, word to will make it and chill for the
For the of my life For the of my life
My man gave his mommy So she hit the block all crazy for the smoke Damn nigga, could you picture you your own moms So she have to bone for dimes? Or dome for nicks' in the roofs of the projects dogs shit and piss Yeah, we all plan to get rich but it's all how it's executed
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 Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track unorthodox Like my life coulda been offed by the Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book when it's up for the rest
For the rest of my For the rest of my