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Resurrection - 08 - Starin' Through My Rear View
2pac
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Staring through my rearview
Just looking back at the world
From another level
Staring
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turning Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rolling with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
I'm seein nothing but my dreams coming true
While I'm staring at the world through my rearview
See I'm seeing nothing but my dreams coming true
While I'm staring at the world through my rearview see
They got me staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die
Getting high, watching time fly, and all my motherfuckers
They got me staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die (we)
Getting high, watching time fly, and all my motherfucker
Now you see em, now you don't, some niggaz
Be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug life until I check out of this bitch, I thought you'd know this
Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinking I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I feel like southpaws
But still we keep mashing til our dreams come through
Staring at the world through my rearview
Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, counting days in this living black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checking
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
Cause the world's getting colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still staring at the world through my rearview
I say
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still staring at the world through my rearview
They got me staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die
Getting high, watching time fly and all my motherfuckers
Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die
Getting high, watchin time fly nigga can die
Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends
Hitting up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowing rules to these streets, somethin I learned
In school, on some Million Man March shit for the peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since the seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burn my body with my shotty, or choosing'my dough
So while you reminiscing all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too while staring through your rearview
Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we
Mean by staring through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understanding
The world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a game to be played
So now we looking at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't
Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die
Getting high, watching time fly, ya know
Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die
Getting high, watching time fly and we'll be
Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
Heart beating fast time to die
High, watching time fly, ya know
Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God
He can't hear you heart beating fast time to die
High, watching time fly
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