Luyện nghe bài hát Rest Of My Life

[Chorus: Amerie
The rest of my
The of my life

[Verse 1:
LIFE, dead presidents, devilish
Overthrow thrones just 'cause of their negligence
DEATH, real shit'll start comin' to
Niggaz you ain't dickin' your wife, WHAT?
and underminding, grimy, stiff corpse shapin'
Pork bacon, double-cross
HEATHENS, non-god-fearing, lace wearing demons
But glory go to God, BENEATH HIM
If y'all know that, rap with a old cat
He'll show you streets where them big dealers AT
low-key killers let the fo' clap
-- OH
The glow, the 'dro, the dough for
Everything a hood thing he needs -- YO
You'll a goal in a ghetto superstar's roadmap
And I'ma use for the

singing]
For the rest of my
For the of my life

2: Nas]
Burnt-out, kicked to the
So I had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou' REAL
In '95 that was my last, I went back to the ave thinkin' rap's a thing of the
Rest in peace E Money Bags, no cabs, got caught with the ratchet in the stash
Lawyer want CASH, my ba'y bro blast at cats who gell
They burnt a range a mollet of COCKTAIL
My man got fourteen-years for car-jackin' a undercover
Them cops SWEAR, my little told on me
I'm thinkin, "Hello, the L-O, V-E"
Pigs play games, my little man'll never say
Word to his with elephant veins
They both locked-up still, word to
make it and chill for the

[Chorus: Amerie
For the of my life
For the rest of my

[Verse 3:
My man gave his mommy
So she wouldn't hit the block all for the smoke
DAMN NIGGA, could you picture you your own moms
so she have to bone for DIMES?
Or give dome for nicks' in the of the projects
where dogs shit and
Yeah, we all plan to get rich but it's all about how it's
coup-ed, brigettes from cubics
Mighta been stupid, but I got far from BARS
To ten LP's, can him tell me? Of them? Of y'all?
I'M NAS, on a track that's
Like my life coulda been offed by THE
Told y'all, Nas will by the book when it's up for sale
the rest

[Chorus: singing]
For the of my life
For the of my life