(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 %#@!'ll start comin' to light

^!$$%z 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 !#$@TAIL
My little man got fourteen-years for car-jackin' a undercover
Them cops SWEAR, my little ^!$$% 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 !@%!e

So she wouldn't hit the block all crazy for the smoke
DAMN !#$%, 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 %#@! 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