Staring Through My Rearview

[Tupac]<br>Staring at the world through my rearview<br>Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?<br>Starin...<br><br>Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops<br>Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop<br>I wonder when the world stopped caring last night<br>Two kids shot while the whole block staring<br>I will never understand this society, first they try<br>to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed<br>All my homies trying weed, now the little baby`s<br>crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies<br>flee when they see me, believe me<br>Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen<br>Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan<br>and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it`s on again<br>I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners<br>Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya<br>One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse<br>full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend<br><br>I`m seein nuttin but my dreams comin true<br>While I`m starin at the world through my rearview (see) <br>[repeat 2X]<br><br>(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview<br>Go on baby scream to God, he can`t hear you<br>I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it`s time to die (we)<br>Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers <br>[repeat 2X]<br><br>[E.D.I.]<br>Now you see him, now you don`t, some niggaz<br>be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?<br>Well let`s see, it seems to be a mystery<br>But all I know I never let the money get to me<br>Stay down like the, truest<br>Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this<br>Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to<br>While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview<br>Half you, is down with them Outlawz<br>Outcast, left far, I`m through like southpaws<br>But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through<br>Starin at the world through my rearview<br><br>[Tupac]<br>Now I was raised as a young black male<br>In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales<br>Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails<br>In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?<br>Keys to ignition, use at your discretion<br>Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection<br>Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin<br>Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons<br>Heavenly Father I`m a soldier, I`m gettin hotter<br>cause the world`s gettin colder, baby let me hold ya<br>Talk to my guns like they fly bitches<br>All you bustas best to run look at my bitches<br><br>Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true<br>Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say) <br>[repeat 2X]<br><br>(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview<br>Go on baby scream to God, he can`t hear you<br>I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it`s time to die<br>Gettin high, watchin time fly -- <br>and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die <br>[repeat 2X]<br><br>[Khadafi]<br>Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers<br>Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers<br>Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned<br>in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace<br>True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed<br>Criminally addicted, infested since a seed<br>We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run<br>by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit`s deep<br>Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go<br>Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough<br>So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew<br>Smoke a blunt for me too, I`m starin through your rearview<br><br>[Tupac]<br>Hahahaha, you ain`t knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview<br>So since you ain`t knowin what we mean let me break down understandin<br>The world, the world is behind us<br>Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game<br>and what the levels and the rules of the game is<br>Then the world ain`t no trick no more<br>The world is a game to be played<br>So now we lookin at the world, from like, behind us<br>Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it<br>It`s all about the papers, money rule the world<br>Bitches make the world go round<br>Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can`t<br><br>Starin at the world through my rearview<br>Go on baby scream to God, he can`t hear you<br>I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it`s time to die<br>Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we`ll be <br>[repeat 4X with vocal fade]