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Album: Miscellaneous (1998)
Artists: 2Pac

  1. 2 Of America's Most Wnated
  2. 2 Of America's Most Wnated
  3. Ain't Hard To Find
  4. All Eyes On Me
  5. All Eyes On Me
  6. As the World Turns
  7. As the World Turns
  8. Baby Don't Cry
  9. Ballad Of A Dead Soulja
  10. Better Dayz
  11. Better Dayz
  12. Black Jesus
  13. Black Jesus
  14. Brenda's
  15. California Love
  16. California Love
  17. Changed Man
  18. Crooked
  19. Do 4 Love
  20. Dwar Mama
  21. Friends
  22. Fuck Friends
  23. Hearz Of Men
  24. High 'Til I Die
  25. Hit 'Em Up
  26. Holler if Ya Hear Me
  27. I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto
  28. I Wonder if Heaven Got a Ghetto II
  29. In Heaven (Unreleased)
  30. Intro/Bomb First
  31. Let Them Have It
  32. Life's So Hard
  33. Maddox Table
  34. Made Niggaz
  35. Mbabula
  36. My Block
  37. Never Had A Friend Like Me
  38. New Times
  39. Nothing To Do
  40. Pac's Theme
  41. Pain
  42. Something 2 Die 4
  43. Soulja'z Story
  44. Staring Through My Rearview
  45. The Journey
  46. Thug In Me, Thug In You
  47. Thug Nature
  48. Thugz Mansion (Nas Acoustic)
  49. To Live And Die In L.A.
  50. Trading War Stories
  51. Troublesome
  52. Tupac Interlude
  53. Turn The Tide
  54. White Man'z World
  55. Words


2Pac
Miscellaneous
Staring Through My Rearview
[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
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