Can't C Me

[Intro: George Clinton] The blind stares of a million pairs of eyes Looking hard, but won't realize That they will never see the P! [Verse 1: 2Pac] Give me my money in stacks And lace my bitches with dime figures Real niggas fingers on nickel-plated 9 triggers Must see my enemies defeated I catch em while they coked up and weeded Open fire, now them niggas bleeding See me in flesh and test and get your chest blown Straight out the West, don't get blown My adversaries cry like hoes Open and shut like doors Is you a friend or foe? Nigga, you ain't know? They got me stressed out on Death Row I've seen money, but baby, I've got to get mo' You screaming "Go 2Pac!" And I ain't stopping Till I'm well-paid, bail's paid Now nigga, look what hell made Visions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise, until I die Ask me why I'm a boss player, getting high And when I'm rolling by niggas can't see me! [Hook: George Clinton] The stares of a million pairs of eyes And you'll never realize You can't see me [Verse 2: 2Pac] Been getting word that these square motherfuckers with nerves Saying they can get with us, but picture me getting served My own mama say I'm thugged out My shit be bumping out the record store As if it was a drug house My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood Nigga what! It ain't nothing but a party when we thug And there I was, a young nigga with heart Ain't had shit to lose, pullin' my pistol on them fools You know the rules. D-R-E you got me heated My word's like a penitentiary dick Hitting bitches where it's most needed Money and weed, Alize and Hennessy To my Thug niggas in lock down: witness me Bail on these hoes in floss-mode The life of a Boss Playa, fuck what you thought, though My enemies deceased, die like a bitch When my album hit the streets, Niggas can't see me! [Hook] Which way did he go, George? Which way did he go? [Verse 3: 2Pac] You niggas made a mistake You should've never put my rhymes with Dre Them Thug niggas have arrived and it's Judgement Day Hey homie, if you feel me Tell them tricks that shot me That they missed, they ain't killed me I can make a motherfucker Shake, Rattle n' Roll I'm full of liquor, thug nigga Quick to jab at them hoes And I can make you jealous niggas famous Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga's aim is I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way If this rapping bring me money, then I'm rapping till I'm paid I'm getting green like I'm supposed to Nigga, I holla at these hoes And see how many I can go through Look to the star, and visualize my debut Niggas know me, player, I gotta stay true Don't be a dumb motherfucker because it's crazy after dark Where the true thug-niggas see your heart Niggas can't see me! [Outro] Yo, check this out: stay off his dick Niggas can't see me I know it's hard nigga: I'm all up in your face But you still can't see me! All up in your range, but niggas can't see me Thug Life, baby Don't believe everything you read! Alize and weed Dr. Dre all day, 2Pac Niggas can't see me I dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers! This one's for you, BIG baby Cause you bitch-ass niggas can't see me See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil Right between your eyes, you'll never realize Visualize what you can't see