[2Pac talking] Staring at the world through my rearview Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean? (ha ha) Starin...
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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]
Chorus As life grows bigger, thangs is looking smaller through my rear view mirror, my days is growing shorter As my time goes nearer, but I can't be mad cause I've seen my dreams Fly higher than I've ever seen
[Verse 2: 2Pac] 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 [repeat 2X]
[Verse 3: Dwele] Funny how thangs is looking smaller through my, rear view mirror I'mma to talk to God I made it, he can hear me now that I'm closer I dun lived my dreams in reality over and over Seems just yesterday things was bigger, but I'm for (the now?)
[2Pac (Pac's hook repeated in the background layer)] 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 [repeat 3X with vocal fade]
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