Last Real Nigga Alive ThoMAStradamus (Ft. Nas)

HOOK
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He's just nice, he just slice, like a ginsu
Look at the life that I've been through
I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official

VERSE 1
Bare witness, here gifted is the rare realest
Stare fearless in the angel of death's rear mirrors
Face my demons in life as I dare to spearhead
Closer to my dreams, so are nightmares as nearest
A gift and a curse in its sheer appearance
Known unknowns, beware my dearest
Betrayal may come from those who were sincerest
It's in the darkest of points light glares the clearest
Cry me a river, for my thirst, who cares, I'm tearless

Life habitual, what a bitch you are, and there she was
Very anxious with a less patient heart
Thought mother nature must have taught her to be more virtuous

By fate or chance, fancy yours or remain envious

Life may take any, a turn, at points you can barely return
And sadly a hearse is filled with many regrets
I'm but manly as flash whose identity is cursed so I daily repent
And one that embarks on the journey of revenge
May as well dig his own, better making amends