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Life, dead presidents, Overthrow kings they thrones 'cause of they negligence Death, real shit'll start comin' to you ain't like dickin' your wife, what? Kind and undermining, grimy, stiff corpse bacon, double-cross Satan, heathens Non-God-fearing, thong wearing demons But go to God, y'all beneath him
If don't know that, rap with a old cat He'll show you streets where them big dealers at Where killers with the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka, oh The glow, the 'dro, the for shows a hood brother think he needs, yo You'll find a goal in a ghetto road map And use that for the
For the rest of my For the rest of my
Burnt-out, kicked to the So I had to learn how to turn a hundred thou' real fast In '95 that was my last, I went to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a of the past" Rest in E money bags, no more cabs Got caught with the ratchet in the stash, want cash My bro blast burners at cats who got gell They burnt a range with a Molotov
My little man got fourteen years for a undercover Them cops swear, my nigga told on me I'm thinkin', "Hello, the L O V E" Pigs play games, my man'll never say names Word to his pops elephant veins They locked-up still, word to will I'll make it and for the
For the of my life For the of my life
My man gave his mommy So she wouldn't hit the block all crazy for the nigga, could you picture you supplyin' your own moms So she don't to bone for dimes? Or give dome for nicks' in the roofs of the Where dogs shit and 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, can him tell me? Of them? Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track that's my life coulda been offed by the cops Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book it's up for sale the rest
For the of my life For the rest of my