2pac Outlawz Staring Through My Rearview Lyrics

Staring Through My Rearview Lyrics

[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 can die	



[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, ?roll my well and lockup?



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	



[repeat 4X with vocal fade]