2pac - Starin' Through My Rearview 1997 (Instrumental)
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This is my remake.
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"Starin' Through My Rear View"
[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
Snitchez 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
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, burn my will when I go
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]
This beat always takes me to another place, that feeling inside
It feels like love. Hard to describe
Kingdom psalms 2 mixtape
it really does though. lol something about it is remarkable. one of the best ever yo if not the best EVER any genre. no bs either
Nostalgic Memories
I want this to be my theme when I fly to heaven.
SAMEEE
A tip : watch movies at kaldrostream. I've been using it for watching loads of movies lately.
@Levi Layne Definitely, I have been using flixzone} for since november myself :)
me too, my fav tune by far
You're sure you're getting there?
the beat alone destroys most of the new rappers
SalmanTheDon
all***
SalmanTheDon says the person who probably only listens to mainstream mumble rap and dosen't make any effort to search for the sound he likes
@@lamewurk6265 i used to do that too
Dude, it's literally stolen from a much more popular Phil Collins song "In the Air Tonight".
SalmanTheDon absolutely it does, the nineties rap has SO MANY THINGS in their music that the post-millennials and Gen Z SIMPLY CANT TOUCH
This beat is monumental art.
Kingdom psalms 2 mixtape
"I can feel your heart beating fast cuz it's time to die, getting high watching time fly"
All my mutafuckas staring at the world through my rearview
Heart beating fast time to die watch time fly
Now I was raised a young blacckk maaleee
In order to get paid forced to make crack sales
+Cosmosuavae .... I will never understand this societyyyh
+Leroi Poet first they try to murder and then they lie to me product of a dying breed
+Cosmosuavae All My Niggas Trying Weed Now The Little Baby Crazy Off Of Hennessy Tell Me My Enemies Flee When They See Me Believe Me Be A Thug Got To Learn To Take It Easy
harambe
Dad: What you doing son?
Son: Listening to rap
Dad: Is it Tupac?
Son:No
Dad:Then it aint rap.
😂
No I don't mind. Just mention my name in your mix and that's it. It's not a big request, is it?
Where are you
@@v-glittleb8438 Makaveli exist in your heart.
Tupac will always be the greatest
i miss tupac :(
my favorite line from this song
-i will never understand this society
When they try to murder then they lie to Me see! #RipTupac
first they try to murder me then they lie to me
All my homes tryinnn weed
socieTEEE
Scream to God he cant hear you
Tupac is telling us to shut our mouths and listen,,,look at the cover photo on this album
Makaveli the only artist that can touch your soul
Sum spiritual shit ...❤❤
I can feel it coooooming in the air tonight..
Oops wrong song.
i knew i wasnt the only one
Omg, yes!
Noob GROW up!
Sampled Phil Collins' "In The Air Tonight"
2018??????
2020
Ima soulja in Christ because Christ is the best. My flow is tight because you know that im blessed.God by my side. I'm always feeling fresh. Got my bible out and im ready to impress. I got these verses in my head. Ready to say. Why dont u follow me. Lets get together and pray. For God deserves the honor and glory everyday. Isaiah says. He will never forsake us to go astray , I put my faith in God because his love will never go away. As long as we stay awake we'll be in a better state.
This instrumental is missing that amazing bass from the original..
The bass gives this song power
souldyer well wtf what u mean the original bass ???? this foo ??
souldyer well wtf what u mean the original bass ???? this foo ??
Fuck outta here bro! You started listening to pac yesterday!! If you had listened to original you would spot the difference, you fucking simple guy"
souldyer I Understand you
totally agree.. this bass.. so deep AF...
I never understand this society
timeless line 💯
But the time machine writes things
into the past slab of concrete
for you and me, to execute the future,
and the features will outlast the outlaws
outcasts tune in to turn into freaks,
no hesitation to reduce his sleep,
to keep his guard over his shoulders,
war is on the corner of machines and creeps,
so much colder, i told ya,
we are all toy soldiers,
fighting on the front lines,
for a good meal and a decent bed time,
I seen how the devil likes to scold ya,
night after night, of constant battle cries,
don't worry, we are all toy soldiers
conceal crafty knifes, watch as the rattle snake dies.
almost too biblical for a criminal,
all jokes through the subliminal window,
an innuendo of escapades,
a great escape to a victorious win though,
a sick story is a sin flow,
with the heat being 125 degrees,
a child must go to see how life unfolds.
meaning hungry 20 flies feed,
themselves now before it gets winter cold,
and as summer gets hot,
pandas flee and get shot,
america is not Africa,
Erica don't mock Tabitha
life is what it is and what it is not,
your brain is the real Alcatraz,
in a matter of fact, a spas,
hides them self,
with body shield
and a face mask
you are a prisoner to your own mind,
trying to escape day by day and time after time,
cause everything will be just alright,
you will have a thousand men, standing by your side,
since you doubted me, now you gotta be,
proud of thee prodigy,
the possum bleeds on the possibilities
for the 45's, o gotta conceal these,
four nights ago i would've accepted everything but apologies,
now polish these,
bottles and hit the throttles,
we're gonna' crash some 1964 Chevy Impala models,
I love living high til' i hit the bottom,
legacy won't die, fame came up and shot em'
living backwards Gomorrah and Sodom, Sudam Hussein,
nobody wants to spend a dollar,
but everyone hungers change,
not saying i can make a difference,
but I'm willing to stay the same,
put your hands up if you feel the same motherfucking way,
whether you be gay or whether you be straight,
there's money out in the world that needs to be made,
so stop it with the fighting and the hate,
we are the only humans on this place,
I forgot to mention,
i use a 12 gauge pump for protection and discretion,
bullet proof vest, so shoot me in the suit i wear best,
but you should listen to the lessons full of lead,
pullin' that trigger only sends more troops to the army of the dead,
God, take em and don't em back,
Zack, wont believe in you till he sees you ascending, that,
sounds outrageous, when I die i wanna know where my place is,
but time and time again,
I remember what you said,
mice in vice grips are,
farther from death,
then you and I, but this time,
can you bring some bread,
last time i loved,
was the last time i bled,
heaven is right above,
but i cant get out of bed,
7 sets sevens is pretty lucky,
but your blood is still read,
paying debts, dear heavens,
clean your hands before you touch me,
words are cheap and untrustworthy,
just like getting out of work at 1:30 AM, PM,
doesn't sound so bad until the sun, you never seen em,
Determination, but I'm waiting, weight on my shoulders,
so gracious, heaven is a mile away but i don't know where that place,
let's face it, people say shit,
they tell us lies,
life is precious and spacious until we die,
until the end on time,
life's a beautiful creation,
there's one flaw that you can rewind,
fuck the free-mason,
keep your fairy-tale beliefs in your mind,
but I'm wishing for a living,
there are vicious religions,
some are peaceful, some are prodigious
on a mission to fuck up the whole system,
to make earth a living hell, assassinate
assisted living, not giving any wealth
we need compassion, only caring about yourself,
from the stairways up to heaven, to the stairway down to hell,
you spent seven days staring out of your rotting cell,
staring into the eyes of darkness, but regardless,
cause that's exactly how i felt,
my heart hung itself with its own belt,
in the closet of my lungs,
for my brain to find itself in hell
-Cyclops Synopsis
happy birthday legend. Gone but never forgotten. We're still spreading out your words and we'll always will!!!!
May your soul rest in peace.
You were the best :(((
I Can FEEL IT IN THE AIR TONIGHT
I always be rappin' 2 this beat
This beat so fire
Everyone lookin over in disbelief as I bump this full volume in a blacked out 96’ BMW 750iL with a blunt smokin’
hell yeah v12 e38
If u don't know about music or producing, it's gonna be hard to explain what i did and how i did it. U just need to know 1 thing: this song as u hear it right here, wasn't on the youtube or the net before i made it. many will say it's not a remake, but it is.
I need beats fool to talk about Jesus! What’s up?! Cuz if you don’t help me after I blow I’m not helping you .
Dis always get me paranoid
💯💯💯
🤣🤣
Scary ass
soundtrack to my life
Thanks. This is 1st or 2nd take maybe. The final remake is much much better.
This is the best to listen to while riding at night.
Raised in the nineties, size 50 jeans at thirteen, hurting cuz my father died, trying hide my pain getting high with the OG's sipping 64 old E, bold and ready to die, listening to pac as we drive by, another homie died last night, shot at the stoplight, white wall wheels on the Fleetline, say the wrong neighborhood, feel the heat, times up, nine tucked, running away from police, helicopter in the sky, dogs barking trying to find me, woke up in the county jail, hospital ward, cops shot me for running away, I'm a convicted felon so they'll get away, now I wanna be free, but the judge won't let me leave
My spirit animal is an earthworm, because I'm always underground giving life to the surface, underground king, the one behind the scenes, if you blink you'll miss me...
Tupac the greatest!!!!!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
too bad i still have to play tupac in 2013 just to hear so cool shit....cos lots of fake niggaz are out dere singing and callin it rappin
Real 2pac it's all about the paper money rule the world
@ForeverLostNThought
Yes. I love every 2pac line from this song, but the most special lines I think, are those:"Heavenly father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter cause the world gettin colder, baby let me hold ya...."
Mine too.,,First they try to murder me,then they lie to''
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just lookin' back at the world
From another level, ya know what I mean?
Starin'
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggas is callin' cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped carin', last night
Two kids shot while the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin' weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
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 niggas 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' nothin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview
See, I'm seein' nothin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview
They got 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
'Cause all my motherfuckers
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
All my motherfuckers
Now you see him, now you don't
Some niggas 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
Hear you is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin' till our dreams come through
Starin' at the world through my rearview
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 12 gauge pump for protection
Niggas 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 said now I know the answers, "Do dreams come true?"
Starin' at the world through my rearview
They got 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
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
Nigga Kadafi say
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 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, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or choosin' my dough
So while you reminiscin' all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin' through your rearview
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 understandin' 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
Niggas 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 niggas do they wanna do
Bitch niggas do what they can
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
You know
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 we'll be starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, he can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Watchin' time fly
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, he can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly
Are u dumb or just satanic? Do you not watch the local news?? U think an entire generation headed for hell is an amusing spectacle or something? Romans 10:9-12
Did you ever heard this instrumental with the exact intro part? (I'm talkin about the first 20 seconds of the beat). Try to look around on youtube and compare.
where is the bassline?
Dope! Incredible remake bro!! Great beat for a legendary rapper..
what i meant was its hard 2 re create something from scratch you might have ears but remember it is always easy to miss things but nt for you good job really good so plz explain to me how you made this plz
Still starin 🙏❤️
Makaveli he's untouchable coz he's best . His poetry is so deep
I wouldn't say the best. No hate his Rhythm and Poetry was top notch for his time, but K.A.A.N is the G.O.A..T in my opinion at the moment
Yes
@@2paccabanas474 I recognise your UA-cam name lol
@@thestentorian9461he’s the goat
@@20lovejay Tupac?
İ see this song first time in Muhammad Ali videos😍🥊
Well, think about what you hear in this song. I hear phil collins sample, different drums and guitar, so those are all the things you must recreate then. Phil collins sample and drums are not that hard to remake, but the guitar is different thing. The guitar is extracted from the original song and added here. Of course, all those things must be equilized, so the beat will sound like the original song. That's all.
one of the best instrumentals ever!
Off the block, in the Drop Top, running from the cops, bustin' shots, fleeing court cases, I'm not gettin' caught. My hearts cold, is what they all say, I wanna grow old, so I gotta pray. I remember when kids played on the block, but now all I hear I gun shots, so sad hearin' little babies hearts stop. Ain't nothin' left to do but keep my head up and stay strong, livin' as a thug, so my days long. Listen to my perfection, packin' vests for protection, got me looking down the barrel of a Smith and Wesson. People say I'm crazy, well look at my life, little child born feelin' nothin' but strife. Every night I wonder, who the hell shot my brother? For the moment I'm losing focus, my emotions is flowin', goin' as deep as the ocean. But then I'm back on the right track, trying to stay on the right path. I have nothin' to lose, but somethin' to prove, so I gotta stay true...while I'm starin' at the world through my rearview...
That's just respect 💥
OMGG Have you realized that he uses the beat from "I can feel it coming in the air tonight"?? another secret from pac.
California vibe : Sunshine, palm trees, wide streets
2pac was
genius on this tune
while rapping to the song i started thinking about my brother i haven't seen in 2 years and started tearing up thinking on January 12 2020 he's going to college and is going to be 18 D':
TUPAC BIGGI NOOOOO 😩😩😩😩🥺🥺🥺🥺😫😫😫😫😔😔😔😘🥰😍 red.
Walk up in the morning I make some eggs for my kids before they go to school just to be sure your belly is full .
PLEASE TAKE ME BACK. FK 2021 😤👎
I made a song in German on your beat… ..if you want I can send it to you via telegram or what's app… .. it would be cool if we can publish it on spoty etc…. Of course everyone is mentioned by name in the credits of the song
Important Bro!!!! I m a pac fan since the movies above the rim 94 !!!!!
Trop de bla bla koya tu dois realiser ce que tu as vie de faire dans la vie pas reporter ce que tu as emvie et reflechie c
7 fois ecoute ta consience n ecoute pas les mito car ils vivent dans l illusion ils ont rien compris de la vie laisse les rever seul de tpute facon s
ils savent faire que ca bla bla bla
It Was Set For My Life, Troubled At My Conception
Days When I Was Trapped, Just Staring At My Reflection
Teachers In My School Days Targetted Me And Hated
Forgotten On My Birthdays, But I Still Celebrated
Difficult Times Are Harder, I Lived It And Gotten Stronger
I Sat And Watched My Friendships Turn Into Marijuana
I Used To Shed A Tear And Wait For The Lord To Hear
But True Men Cry, Its Okay At The Roughest Times
can we use this beat with credit back to u. I have a very popular video channel on utube
Tune ,got me through my darkest times in life ❤️
Kingdom psalms 2 mixtape
Thinking bout you Pac..
thank you
Rolling my bike to BK,
I used to rock this in my ears so HEAR ME:
I have got plenty to say, plenty to discuss
One thought I never forget to reminisce
About the haste of this life and its stress,
Yet I say I am blessed to be surviving
For every breath I take without realizing
How insufficient my mind is
So the days go by and I become a learnt lesson
Yet what is stressing is something still missing
So I implore deep into my flesh and heart and wonder
What is the meaning of existence if rain did not follow thunder
Do I live or do I surrender? Questions battling like a fiery hot fire
Burning my stances I got little chance in this game of romance
So I reflect in my past and say okay here is a lesson to take today
While I say I recall my hard life and its stiff struggle,
Now I am spastic from the chest down paralyzed with numb muscles,
Insomniac drizzling at night until dawn turns day yet no sleep anyway
Because my mind is wrestling something like Ali beating up fiery
Hotter than the hottest series I am burning in circuits of nothing serious
So I witness my life now better than yesterday,
When I smoked, drank and cracked pills and rocks;
Lying under shadow in dead man's chest hitting grams like they are bread crumbs
My life was shattered then and now I am climbing,
Rising to the top but memories haunting of eleven months hospitalised after the trauma
No time for drama then what time is it now? I am waiting to die every other breath I take
Then I wonder why life is worth living?
Because there are poor in need of giving, there are lessons that need my presence,
I hope I can give more from my soar and hardcore torn evermore, it sounds like folklore
But it is a true memory, hidden in my book entitled 'remember me'.
Yoo how I download this beat ???
@cfcyusuf11
I just love this pic, that's all. Wasn't trying to say anything with it.
And if you want to be correct with it, then this song was released in '97, on Gang Related soundtrack.... waaaaaaaay before the Ressurection.
@Beatsbychulo From what I heard he sold crack for about 2 days. Then he realized how fucked up it was and had to big of a heart to do it. His homie said that people would come to him with wedding rings and jewelry and theirs wives and kids things and he had to big of a heart and couldn't sell crack. That was on some interview. I hink Money B said that, but I could be wrong. It was someone from Oakland.
@18brandon92 I don't really think he started that thug/gangsta image until 93 at the earliest and I think he really started it with Death Row. Before then being a thug was someone who was oppressed by society, but was trying to make it. And that was what Pac was about until Death Row. He was always a thug and always was around gangs and probably did smoke weed as a kid, he just wasn't really a "gangsta" until Death Row.
@18brandon92 He was fake with Death Row, trying to be a blood and shit. Thug life wasn't a gang and he truly lived a thug life. That was his realest time. He was born into it and hustled for money. But I don't believe he ever sold crack. Even his homies said he didn't. But he had a positive message up until Death Row. After Tha Row, he was trying to be a Blood and turned to gangsta rap instead of conscious rap.
@adzrookie8725 There's a storm raging and aching within me, full of agony, crying myself to sleep at night, wondering what went wrong tonight. Too many kids having hunger and anger at the world that does speak such ill will, heartaches and heartbreakers, earthshakers full of biblical scriptures, yes, we have a test, and strive to be our best and no more do we have to go through the world through a mirror in our rear view!
trials and tribulations/feelin pain alot of people smoke weed to vacate i make it/ stop being impatient wait and yo gon catch yo break/wel all make mistakes but it doesnt shut heavens gate/be grateful for what you got /stop hating all the time a hundred percent grateful for god and my mom/ without em id be lost yes/alot shit make nigga feel heartless/can you feel it/im not sayin that im perfect/but im definitly tryin/im sicka nd tired of hearin my momma cryin/
hell on earth ever since my birth i been cursed/ da dayz bring it 2 da first n da fifthteen/ livin in poverty/ sweatin coz a my piece under da sheets/ N all society has done was sweep da lost ones under da carpert/ gota brother sayin fuck it now im alone in darkness/ nobody give a shit/ thats Y im pissed/ while i sit wit my 40oz while i lit this spliff/ All I want is a way out/ without doin the typical/ no regrettable actions/ no original gangstas/ just livin free/ memories in freezed captions.
@18brandon92 After Death Row, I really was dissapointed, because after the emotion in Me Against The World, All Eyez on Me was just to gangsta for Pac. It wasn't him, in my opinion. It was was Suge wanted him to be. He did that album for Suge even. The 7 Day Theory was better, but half of it was just dissing ans gangstrizm.
"Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you, I can feel your heart beating fast cause it's time to die, getting high watching time fly." - 2Pac
@18brandon92 For real. Once he let the whole Thug persona become gangsta and let it go to his head, thats when he lost it. He still made some real shit. But beating up crips and MOB. That wasn't him And he eventually led himself to believe it was. Its sad.
@LesaneCrooks3 "dont get mad, get glad, yo" im feelin that, for real. kinda wish i thought of that one...only person on youtube thats actuall impressed me enough, with a punchline....not that it matters what someone else thinks, just giving some respect.
All time, all rhymes, all mine, game tight from tha day break ta the day light DA Twin.,,.
pac alive
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Wait, did u make this from nothing?
It sounds exactly like the real beat! lol
I dont understand the Remake Insturmental idea, maybe its coz im not a dj lol
Best VERSION on UA-cam
this puts me in such a relaxing chill mood.
Life! ❤
@ChronicGod420 actually he tryed to sell crack but his homies wouldnt let him sell cuz he wasnt good at it
if i talk bout my self in the third person
i might as well walk into a church son
my life tainted by the devil
a smile painted full of evil
the ground below me is not leveled
giving pounds to a demon
catching rebounds just to see him
pain is all i see in this game
fuck the fame i wanna watch my enemies burn in the flames
my name remains the same
yet im still ashamed to claim that i overcame the pain
Multiple gunshots spill blood on da block im free now n da crim dnt stop i rather twist a bottle or smoke something hot the world is crazy so i stay on top i swear everybodys cops but sooner or later a body drops when will it rot im fed up im keepn my peace n they call me punk rip to da ones asleep and to da once on da st watch ur bak from phonies and homie its a struggle just to bubble n keep da fam happy fo tomorrow so i stare at my rear virw with sorrow everybody betray when no one loves u
PREPARED TO TEAR ANY MAN THAT DECIDE'S TO STARE
CUZ IM THE ONE FOR YOU YOUR THE ONLY FOR ME
SENDIN LOVE IN BUNDLES AND QUANTITIES
CHOCLATE CHIP HEARTS AND A BOX THAT READS
EVRYTHING YOU NEED IN QUEENS HEADS I BRINGIN EASE
IM THINKIN PLEASE
DONT WISH FOR ME,
IM BOUND TO DIE
LIFES A MYSTERY
THATS JUST THE WAY THINGS..... GOT TO BE
ONE MORE TIME, ILL KNOW YOULL BE THERE FOR ME AND ILL... BE... THERE.. FOR.. YOU
AS IM STARIN OUT THE WINDOW OF MY REARVIEW - G4FFA
Most of rap is .....who got what, .....or who wants to be on top,.. stop...shit takes time to rock...back in the day when i went to school with no socks,.. no lunch... no snacks... had to carry books with out a knapsack.....oh no its 3 0 clock....after school bully attacks...fast forward...out of work.....diriven by our shitty economy, baby screamin "mommy" society turns the other way...when you dont have money...the american dream dead at age 19...i guess its in the genes what a scary scene,
Smoking weed to see/
Hoping someone can change me or at least save me/
My niece is having a baby.
Its diving me crazy/
I want to get rich and start controlling the bitch/
A lot of shit ich/
Try to hit it but its a miss after affect come out to be a dise/
Crazy in my head feels like I'm alive but should be dead/
The only thing I can is keep moving cause this song keeps me grovin/
Need it all before its my time and fall/
Never paain the ball/
Can you hear me/
I said can you hear me!
years and years of hustlin/
back then a young nigga wasnt fearin nothing/
back then a young nigga, dumb nigga wasnt hearin nothing/
now i look at my son, and i kno im here 4 something/
he's my special purpose, he make the struggle worth it/
its a priceless feeln, so im never feeln worthless/
no sunday service, but im prayn like churches/
1 day my cd, be on shelves 4 consumers to go n purchase/
they need 2 hear these verses, like i need em 2 b heard/
move crowds like guns, wit my words
Now ah dayz it seems like everyday is getting more crazy/thats why i was getting blazed when i wrote this/cuz i've held in too much rage and sometimes its hard ta focus/cuz i still see my people die over some some bull-shit/they found my uncle oscar frozing in the ocean/the doctor said that it happend becuse he had too much liquor in his system/that's fucked up that his so called friends just left him/at least i know that he's with the rest of the family up in Heaven/
picture this just a little kid right on your street/screaming and yelling why did you take my mommy/and the cops replie back that's just what happends to junkies/your mother should have thought twice before she gave out her own money/for something that was gonna kill her some day/then they leave him and eventually that kid starts growing hungry/and he's all by himself with no one to help/then he start's thinking about killing his own self/cuz it just seemed like his life was just a living hell/
I sit here, reminiscin bout them bustaz that murdered ma buddy, they play it off like a joke and thinkn its funny, eyes wide lookn down the barrel of ma 44, triggers bein pulled, its time to settle the score, the task is done but leaves me without joy, thinkin way back when, just chilln wit ma boys, sippin brews, makin moves on the hottest honey's, now theres a cloudy sky, damn when will it once again be sunny?
so i be stearin in my rearview, eyes out for the cops/coimin in blazed, with my eyes out for my pops/if he spots me, ill probly get dropped/but its a bump in the road, just a pit stop/so i try to keep it focused on gettin gwap/gettin laid, gettin paid, and never sprayed/i say the shit that mothafuckas will never say/i play the shit that mothafuckas will never play/i feel immortal like somehow ill never lay/but i know that im gonna die anyway/i could be now, next month, or anyday/
I cant seem to outrun my past ways
tyin loose ends 'cause I know Im in my last days
ash trays full of roaches
'cause Im not weeded up my temper is ferocious
my girl says Im hopeless, she never had faith in me
will she stay with me through the drama, we gon' wait and see
either way I'm thuggin, lungs full of indo
when youre on the run where the fuck do all your friends go?
fuck 'em I dont need 'em, speedin' down the interstate
starin through my rear view runnin' from a nigga's fate
I don't know what to do, tryna get a clear view
tears rollin down as i'm starin at the world thru my rear view
we prayin to god but its seems he can't hear you
so we do what we do to get thru, stayin true to the game
got the street fame, never jocked stayin in my own lane
i don seen the cane, do all sorts of thangs
it got people shot, people strung out ont he rock
in the end any body in contact wit it drops
but we don't care lookin to make a quick buck
they just don't give a fuck
Nobody know where the world is going
But we are still convinced we are mentally growing
People getting killed, Nobody ever chill's
everybody is screwed when u go past the beautiful hills..
But still, we supposed to be free in a country run by people more stupid than me, Pull your guns out, Its the only way to be free, Pray to god get down on ur knees,and Pray u die before death gets more homey's to leave. They cant succees, Their life cant run, Blood runs on the floor: I Bleed...
Is this the way the sworld's supposed to be
I'm just a child, 16,
Aint everyone like me supposed to be free?
But i cant decide, do i want to cry!?
I guess its just the way of life,
to take your soul and rip all through the feelings inside
Still aiming at my future, Dont try to look back, Shitty the future is forseen with a lack of respect
More people getting shot, nobody shocked to see all the g's getting money
They have to Nothing in this worlds for free, rearview of peace?
I'm tryna look ahead to da future/
but da past is all i see/
because unpleasant memories always try to trap me b/
and keep my mind within a prison/
so use to this sinful iving/
that when i pray for betta days all that i get is cloudy vision/
Damn i pray i'm forgiven for the shit that ive done/
no sin is greater than another so I'm 2nd to none/
i swear we all done fallen short of all da marks that we set/
And I know we gonna make it but the time aint come yet/
Feel me...
remaining on those memories shit..thats the past loading up my glock as the cops storm by all those kids on my block with there cryin eyes cuz they had no daddy its a shame all the things thats wrong wit them who dey gonna blame? shit i dont know there hearts so cold thanking god prayin i still have my souls but shit winds thats life lookin at the dead hommies wat a evil sight so u got to fight for this world gotta tak ur place bless hopin the next day u dont got three bullets in ya chest
Listen to this beat with your eyes closed.
If you ask me tha
worlds gone to shit
bunch a fallen angel's
without a blueprint
when i first started
my flow an early skit
now my rhymes sound like
a late break flip
how did we manage it
to come this unglued?
everybody just askin to
be killed or be sued
n lewd interviews n
forcibly removed
situational interludes
not sure how to feel
100% ballin str8
knocked me on my heels
if tha world was dying
what would be its last meal?
we all got these
extra agendas to fill
maybe its cash
house outlawed tha pill
senate try to pass a bill
to clock an easy mill
increase survival skill
surreal packin steel
trigger stop got me ill
like Segal Im hard to kill
above the law raw deal
they whip ya in tha back
something small as a sack
it turns my heart black
filling artieries with plaque
and Im privy to tha fact
with tha devil made a pact
feel tha sudden impact
fore you think its overblown
some bones gettin cracked
things were all lookin good
till we started hittin back
soon as hits different
thats when they attack
so I am over here
just ridin in my lac
and took the wrong turn
ended on tha wrong track
now theres no chance
of a victory lap
and no getting back
who would've imagined that
sportin a top hat
snatched UP a short rack
lay shorty on her BACK
known tooo be a mack
no need to pimp smack
love is more dreamhack
just rem-ember that
when you loadin up ya gat
airin out foes like
clothes at alaundry mat
pump'em like a flat
cause im blowin phat
let an MC Breed
hold a flame to a rat
give a lil room to breath
whats the haps on tha crap?
shakem up shakem
like 90's boom bap
flowin like the water
tha house keeps on tap
move you with tha words
make a break from tha herd
migrate with tha birds
ice flowing in my nerves
known to melt iceberges
Im out Im perved
observe you served
and I never gave up
even when I felt burned
and never gonna rest
till I feel been heard
speak up out of turn
drinkin till I feel slurred
sharp as occom's razor curve