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Staring At The World Through My Rear View (2008)

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  • Titre : Staring At The World Through My Rear View
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :



Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz i
s callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the
world stopped caring last night
Two k
ids shot while the whole block staring
I will never unde
rstand 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
c
razed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
flee when t
hey see me, believe me
Even
Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
T
hrough the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we t
urnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holl
a 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 pa
ranoid 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 b
aby scream to God, he can't hear you
I
can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, wa
tchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
[repeat 2X]

[E
.D.I.]
Now you se
e him, now you don't, some niggaz
be her
e for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, i
t seems to be a mystery
But all I know
I never let the money get to me
Stay
down like the, truest
Thug Li
fe 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 thin
kin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Ou
tcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we
keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the w
orld through my rearview

[Tupac]
Now I
was raised as a young black male
In o
rder to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a ni
gga 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 twel
ve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz ha
te me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn to
Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heav
enly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
cause the world's
gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my gun
s 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 sta
rin at the world through my rearview (I say)
[repea
t 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
Getti
n high, watchin time fly -
and all
my motherfuckers/nigga can die
[repea
t 2X]

[Khadafi]
Back in
the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
N
ine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bl
ess myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
in sc
hool, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True t
hat, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminal
ly addicted, infested since a seed
We
all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
by young guns,
Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Tu
rn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my s
hotty, 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

[Tupa
c]
Hahahaha, you
ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview
So sin
ce you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the world is
behind us
Once a mother
fucker get an understanding on the game
and wh
at the levels and the rules of the game is
Then t
he 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
Nig
gaz 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

Stari
n at the world through my rearview
Go on baby s
cream 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
[re
peat 4X with vocal fade]
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