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"Rest Of My Life"
 (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 shit'll start comin' to light
 Niggaz you ain't like dickin' your wife, WHAT?
 Kind and underminding, grimy, stiff corpse shapinPork 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 
            
 
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