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nas – rest of my life lyrics

(feat. amerie)

[chorus: amerie singing]
the rest of my life
the rest of my life

[verse 1: nas]
life, dead presidents, devilish meant
overthrow king thrones just ’cause of their negligence
death, real sh-t’ll start comin’ to light
n-gg-z you ain’t like d-ckin’ your wife, what?
kind and underminding, grimy, stiff corpse shapin’
pork bacon, double-cross satan
heathens, non-god-fearing, lace thong wearing demons
but glory go to god, y’all beneath him
if y’all don’t know that, rap with a old cat
he’ll show you streets where them big dealers drove at
where low-key killers let the fo’ clap
blocka-blocka-blocka — oh
the glow, the ‘dro, the dough for shows
everything a hood brother thing he needs — yo
you’ll find a goal in a ghetto superstar’s roadmap
and i’ma use that for the

[amerie singing]
for the rest of my life
for the rest of my life

[verse 2: nas]
burnt-out, kicked to the curb
so i had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou’ real fast
in ’95 that was my last, i went back to the ave thinkin’ rap’s a thing of the past
rest in peace e money bags, no more cabs, got caught with the ratchet in the stash
lawyer want cash, my ba’y bro blast burners at cats who gell
they burnt a range with a mollet of c-cktail
my little man got fourteen-years for car-jackin’ a undercover
them cops swear, my little n-gg- told on me
i’m thinkin, “h-llo, where’s the lo, ve”
pigs play games, my little man’ll never say names
word to his pops with elephant veins
they both locked-up still, word to will
i’ll make it and chill for the

[chorus: amerie singing]
for the rest of my life
for the rest of my life

[verse 3: nas]
my man gave his mommy c-ke
so she wouldn’t hit the block all crazy for the smoke
d-mn n-gg-, could you picture you supplyin’ your own moms
so she don’t have to bone for dimes?
or give dome for nicks’ in the roofs of the projects
where dogs sh-t and p-ss
yeah, we all plan to get rich but it’s all about how it’s executed
lexus coup-ed, brigettes from cubics
mighta been stupid, but i got far from twenty-six bars
to ten lp’s, what can him tell me? of them? of y’all?
i’m nas, on a track that’s unorthodox
like my life coulda been offed by the cops
told y’all, nas will prevail by the book when it’s up for sale
about the rest

[chorus: amerie singing]
for the rest of my life
for the rest of my life

- nas lyrics

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