Resurrection movie - Starin' Through My Rear View lyrics

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Song by 2Pac<br /><br>

[Tupac]<br>

Staring at the world through my rearview<br>

Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?<br>

Starin...<br>

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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>

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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>

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(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>

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[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>

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[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>

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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>

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(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>

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[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>

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[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>

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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]<br>

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