Rest of my life (feat amerie)
par Nas
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[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 shit´ll start comin´ to light
Niggaz you ain´t like dickin´ 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 COCKTAIL
My little man got fourteen-years for car-jackin´ a undercover
Them cops SWEAR, my little nigga told on me
I´m thinkin, "Hello, where´s the L-O, V-E"
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 coke
So she wouldn´t hit the block all crazy for the smoke
DAMN NIGGA, 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 shit and PISS
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
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 shit´ll start comin´ to light
Niggaz you ain´t like dickin´ 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 COCKTAIL
My little man got fourteen-years for car-jackin´ a undercover
Them cops SWEAR, my little nigga told on me
I´m thinkin, "Hello, where´s the L-O, V-E"
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 coke
So she wouldn´t hit the block all crazy for the smoke
DAMN NIGGA, 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 shit and PISS
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
