Do You See
The Blues has always been totally American
As American as apple pie
As American as The Blues
As American as apple pie
The question is why
Why should The Blues be so at home here
Well, America provided the atmosphere
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older
Gettin' tired of mothafuckas sayin' "Warren I told ya"
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
With these funny-bunny niggaz
Ain't shit changin'
Got my momma wonderin' if I'm gang-bangin
But I don't pay attention to these father figures
I just handle mine, and I'm rollin' with my niggaz
Off to the VIP, you see
Snoop Dogg and Warren G
Unbelievable how time just flies
Right before your eyes, but you don't recognise
Now who's the real victim, can you answer that
The nigga that's jackin', or the fool gettin' jacked
(Yeah.
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
Another sunny day, another bright blue sky
Another day another mothafucka die
These are the things I went through when I was growin' up
There's only one hood, and niggas shittin' throwin' up. (?
An' I knew it
There really ain't nothin' to it
Thinkin' every fool's gotta go through it
Now let's go back
How far
Back in time
Drinkin' (?) to these hookas tryin' to mack for mine
I remember when we all used to stop at the spot
Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock - huh
It was all so clear
Eighty-seven, eighty-eight
Then eighty-nine's the year
You say "every way you go, you can say we roll quick. (?)
Way back then two-one-three was the click
Somethin' to stay paid I was just a young hard
Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years
It makes me wanna holler, get off the game
Too many mothafuckas know my name
Now Snoop Dogg's servin' time up at Wayside
I puts a down on the street, don't try to take mine
I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone
We'd talk, and him 'n' Nate'd conversate on the phone
He kept sayin', "Nigga, it won't be long
Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home.
I said, "Snoop, things can change, it's not the same
We need to get about the game
Cos we can get paid in a different way
Wit' you kickin' dope rhymes and I DJ.
Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it
But things are gettin' hectic, I just can't take it
Should I A: Go back to slingin' dope
Or should I B: Maintain and try to cope
Or should I C:Just get crazy and wild
But no I chose D: Create the G-Child
It's been on ever since with me and Mr. Grim
That shit is gettin' so hectic that I can't even trust him now
What would you do for a Warren
cut
Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up
Back the fuck up, act the fuck up
Niggaz talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up
You don't see what I see
Every Day as Warren G
You don't hear what I hear
But it's so hard to live through these years..... (repeat until fade)
