2Pac - Starin' Through My Rear View Lyrics
just lookin back at the worldfrom another levelstarin..Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stopsNiggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stopI wonder when the world stopped caring last nightTwo kids shot while the whole block staringI will never understand this society, first they tryto murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breedAll my homies trying weed, now the little baby'scrazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemiesflee when they see me, believe meEven Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listenThrough the intermissions search your heart for a planand we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on againI give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest cornersRoll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for yaOne love from a thug nigga rollin with a possefull of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friendI'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin trueWhile I'm starin at the world through my rearview,see I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin trueWhile I'm starin at the world through my rearview seeThey got me starin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly, and all my mother*****ersThey got me starin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my mother*****ers(E.D.I.)Now you see em, now you don't, some niggazbe here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?Well let's see, it seems to be a mysteryBut all I know I never let the money get to meStay down like the, truestThug life until I check out of this *****, I thought you'd know thisWho is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care toWhile you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearviewHalf you, is down with them OutlawzOutcast, left far, I feel like southpawsBut still we keep mashin til our dreams come throughStarin at the world through my rearview(Tupac)Now I was raised as a young black maleIn order to get paid, forced to make crack salesCaught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jailsIn the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?Keys to ignition, use at your discretionRoll with a twelve gauge pump for protectionNiggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkinTurn to Smith and Wesson war weaponsHeavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hottercause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold yaTalk to my guns like they fly *****esAll you bustas best to run look at my *****esNow I know the answers to the question, do dreams come trueStill starin at the world through my rearviewI sayNow I know the answers to the question, do dreams come trueStill starin at the world through my rearviewThey got me starin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly and all my mother*****ersStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly nigga can die(Kadaffi)Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepersNine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepersBless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learnedin school, on some Million Man March shit for the peaceTrue that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greedCriminally addicted, infested since the seedWe all die, breed bleed like humans, towns runby young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deepTurn eighteen, burn my will when I goBurn my body with my shotty, or choosin' my doughSo while you reminiscin all nights out with the crewSmoke a blunt for me too while starin through your rearview(Tupac)Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearviewSo since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandinThe world, the world is behind usOnce a mother*****er get an understanding on the gameand what the levels and the rules of the game isThen the world ain't no trick no moreThe world is a game to be playedSo now we lookin at the world, from like, behind usNiggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do itIt's all about the papers, money rule the world*****es make the world go roundReal niggaz do they wanna do, ***** niggaz do what they can'tStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly, ya knowStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time flyand we'll beStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youheart beatin fast... time to dieHigh, watchin time fly, ya knowStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear you heart beatin fast.. time to diehigh, watchin time fly
