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Staring Through My Rear View (feat. Dwele)歌词
  • 歌手:2 Pac
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    Staring at the world through my rearview

    Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?

    Starin...



    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 turnin 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 rollin with a posse

    full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend



    I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true

    While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)





    (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)

    Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers







    Now you see him, 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 this bitch, I thought you knew this

    Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to

    While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview

    Half you, is down with them Outlawz

    Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws

    But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through

    Starin 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, countin days in this livin 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 checkin

    Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons

    Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter

    cause the world's gettin 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 starin at the world through my rearview (I say)





    (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die

    Gettin high, watchin time fly -

    and all my motherfuckers/nigga Khadafi







    Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers

    Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers

    Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned

    in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace

    True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed

    Criminally addicted, infested since a 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

    Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough

    So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew

    Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview





    Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview

    So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin

    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 lookin 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



    Starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die

    Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

  • [Tupac]

    Staring at the world through my rearview

    Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?

    Starin...



    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 turnin 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 rollin with a posse

    full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend



    I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true

    While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)

    [repeat 2X]



    (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)

    Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers

    [repeat 2X]



    [E.D.I.]

    Now you see him, 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 this bitch, I thought you knew this

    Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to

    While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview

    Half you, is down with them Outlawz

    Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws

    But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through

    Starin at the world through my rearview



    [Tupac]

    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, countin days in this livin 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 checkin

    Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons

    Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter

    cause the world's gettin 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 starin at the world through my rearview (I say)

    [repeat 2X]



    (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die

    Gettin high, watchin time fly -

    and all my motherfuckers/nigga Khadafi

    [repeat 2X]



    [Khadafi]

    Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers

    Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers

    Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned

    in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace

    True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed

    Criminally addicted, infested since a 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

    Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough

    So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew

    Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview



    [Tupac]

    Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview

    So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin

    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 lookin 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



    Starin at the world through my rearview

    Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you

    I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die

    Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

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