Rest Of My Life Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

feat. Amerie) 

[Chorus: Amerie singing] 

The rest of my life 

The rest of my life 

[Verse 1: Nas] 

LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant 

Overthrow kings from they thrones '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 think he needs -- YO 

You'll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's roadmap 

And I'ma use that for the 

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[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 MOLOTOV 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 

Photos 

[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