The rest of my The of my
Life, dead presidents, Overthrow kings they thrones 'cause of they negligence Death, real shit'll start comin' to Niggaz you ain't dickin' your wife, what? and undermining, grimy, stiff corpse shapin' Pork bacon, double-cross Satan, Non-God-fearing, lace thong demons But glory go to God, y'all him
If y'all don't that, rap with a old cat He'll show you streets them big dealers drove at Where low-key killers the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka, oh The glow, the 'dro, the for shows Everything a hood brother he needs, yo You'll find a 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 real fast In '95 was my last, I went back to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a of the past" Rest in E money bags, no more cabs Got caught the ratchet in the stash, lawyer want cash My bro blast burners at cats who got gell They burnt a range with a Molotov
My man got fourteen years for car-jackin' a undercover Them cops swear, my nigga told on me I'm thinkin', "Hello, the L O V E" Pigs games, my little man'll never say names Word to his pops with veins They both still, word to will make it and chill for the
For the of my life For the rest of my
My man gave his mommy So she wouldn't hit the block all crazy for the Damn nigga, you picture you supplyin' your own moms So she have to bone for dimes? Or give dome for nicks' in the roofs of the Where dogs and piss Yeah, we all to get rich but it's all about how it's executed
Lexus coup-ed, from cubics Mighta stupid, but I got far from twenty-six bars To ten LP's, what can him me? Of them? Of y'all? I'm Nas on a track that's Like my life coulda offed by the cops Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the when it's up for sale About the
For the of my life For the of my life