Starin\' Through My Rearview (Remix)
[2Pac talking]Staring at the world through my rearviewJust looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean? (ha ha)Starin...[Verse 1: 2Pac]Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stopsNiggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stopI wonder when the world stopped caring last nightTwo kids shot while the whole block staringI will never understand this society, first they tryto murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breedAll my homies trying weed, now the little baby'scrazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemiesflee when they see me, believe meEven Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listenThrough the intermissions search your heart for a planand we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on againI give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest cornersRoll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for yaOne love from a thug nigga rollin with a possefull of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friendI'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin trueWhile I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)[repeat 2X][Chorus]As life grows bigger, thangs is looking smaller through myrear view mirror, my days is growing shorterAs my time goes nearer, but I can't be mad cause I've seen my dreamsFly higher than I've ever seen[Verse 2: 2Pac]Now I was raised as a young black maleIn order to get paid, forced to make crack salesCaught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jailsIn the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?Keys to ignition, use at your discretionRoll with a twelve gauge pump for protectionNiggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkinTurn to Smith and Wesson war weaponsHeavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hottercause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold yaTalk to my guns like they fly bitchesAll you bustas best to run look at my bitchesNow I know the answers to the question, do dreams come trueStill starin at the world through my rearview (I say)[repeat 2X](They got me) starin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly -and all my motherfuckers[repeat 2X][Chorus][Verse 3: Dwele]Funny how thangs is looking smaller through my, rear view mirrorI'mma to talk to God I made it, he can hear me now that I'm closerI dun lived my dreams in reality over and overSeems just yesterday things was bigger, but I'm for (the now?)[Chorus][2Pac (Pac's hook repeated in the background layer)]You ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearviewSo since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandinThe world, the world is behind usOnce a motherfucker get an understanding on the gameand what the levels and the rules of the game isThen the world ain't no trick no moreThe world is a game to be playedSo now we lookin at the world, from like, behind usNiggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do itIt's all about the papers, money rule the worldBitches make the world go roundReal niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can'tStarin at the world through my rearviewGo on baby scream to God, he can't hear youI can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to dieGettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be[repeat 3X with vocal fade]