[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!
You must be goin' blind
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Give me my money in stacks
And lace my b**hes with dime figures
Real n***as fingers on nickel-plated 9 triggers
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em while they coked up and weeded
Open fire, now them n***as 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?
n***a, you ain't know?
They got me stressed out on d**h Row
I've seen money, but baby, I've gots to get mo'
You screaming: "Go 2Pac!" and I ain't stopping 'til I'm well-paid
Bail's paid now n***a look what hell made
Visions of cops and sirens, n***as open fire
Bunch of Thug Life n***as on the rise, until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player, getting high
And when I'm rolling by n***as 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 motherf**ers with nerves
Saying they can get with us, but picture me getting served
My own mama say I'm thugged out
My sh** be bumping out the record store as if it was a drug house
My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood
n***a what! It ain't nothing but a party when we thug
And there I was, a young n***a with heart
Ain't had sh** to lose
Pullin' my pistol on them fools, you know the rules
D-R-E you got me heated
My words like a penitentiary dick
Hitting b**hes where it's most needed
Money and weed, Alize and Hennessy
To my thug n***as in lock down: witness me
Bail on these hoes in floss-mode
The life of a boss playa, f** what you thought, though
My enemies deceased, die like a b**h
When my album hit the streets, n***as can't see me!
[Hook: George Clinton & 2Pac]
n***as can't see me
They can't see me
Which way did he go, George?
Which way did he go?
Oh!! which way did he go?
Which way did he go?
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
You n***as made a mistake
You should've never put my rhymes with Dre
Them thug n***as 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 k**ed me
I can make a motherf**er shake, rattle n' roll
I'm full of liquor, thug n***a, quick to jab at them hoes
And I can make you jealous n***as famous
f** around with 2Pac and see how good a n***a's aim is
I'm just a rich motherf**er from the way
If this rapping bring me money, then I'm rapping 'til I'm paid
I'm getting green like I'm supposed to
n***a, I holla at these hoes and see how many I can go through
Look to the star, and visualize my debut
n***as know me, player, I gotta stay true
Don't be a dumb motherf**er cause it's crazy after dark
Where the true thug-n***as see your heart
n***as can't see me!
Yo, check this out: stay off his dick
[Outro: George Clinton & 2Pac]
n***as can't see me
Right before your eyes, I'll disappear from here
You n***as can't see me
You can't see me
I know it's hard n***a, I'm all up in your face
But you still can't see me
You can't see me
All up in your range, but n***as can't see me
20/20 vision won't visualize
I'm in the flesh baby, but you can't see me
All those gla**es won't help you realize
You blinded, you blinded, you can't see me
You can't see me
Thug Life, baby
Don't believe everything you read!
Alize and weed
You can't see me, right before your very eyes
You won't even visualize, you can't see me
Dr. Dre all day, 2Pac
n***as can't see me
I dedicate this to you punk motherf**ers!
This one's for you, BIG baby
Cause you b**h-a** n***as can't see me
n***as can't see me
You can't see me
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil
You won't see me
Yeah, first see me, now you don't
Wanna see me, but you won't
Come to see me, but you can't
Oh, you can't see me, you can't see me
Right between your eyes and you'll never realize
Right before your eyes, you won't even realize
Visualize what you can't see