Amuru Shakur
Can't C Me
The blind staresOf a million pairs of eyesLookin' hard but won't realizeThat they will never seeThe P(You must be goin' blind)Give me my money in stacksAnd lace my bitches with 9 figuresReal niggas fingers on nickle plated 9 triggasMust see my enemies defeatedI catch themWhile they coughed up and weededOpen fireNow them niggas bleedin'See me in fleshAnd testAnd get your chest blownStraight out the west, don't get blownMy adversaries cry like ho'sOpen and shut like doorsSongtexteIs you a friend or foe ?Nigga you ain't know ?They got me stressed out on Death RowI've seen moneyBut baby I got to gets mo'You scream and go'2Pac'And I ain't stopping'Till I'm well paidBails paidNow nigga, look what hell madeVisions of cops and sirensNiggas open fireBuncha Thug Life niggas on the riseUntil I dieAsk me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' highAnd when I'm rollin' byNiggas Can't C MeThe stares of a million pairs of eyesAnd you'll never realizeYou can't C MeBeen gettin' word that these square motherfuckers with nervesSaying they can get with usBut picture me gettin' servedMy own mama say I'm thugged outMy shit be bumpin out the record storeAs if it was a drug houseMy lyrics bang like a Crip or BloodNigga what ?It ain't nothing but a party when we thugAnd there I wasA young nigga with heartAin't had shit to loosePullin' my pistol on them foolsYou know the rulesD-R-E you got me heatedMy words like a penitentiary dickHittin' bitches where it's most neededMoney and weedAlize and HennesseTo my Thug niggas in lock downWitness meBail on these ho's in floss modeThe life of a Boss PlayerFuck what ya thought tho'My enemies deceasedDie like a bitchWhen my album hit the streetsNiggas Can't C MeNiggas Can't C MeThe stares of a million pairs of eyesAnd you'll never realizeYou can't C MeWhich way did he go GeorgeWhich way did he goWhich way did he goWhich way did he goYou niggas made a mistakeYou should've never put my rhymes with DreThem Thug niggas have arrived and it's Judgement DayHey Homie if ya feel meTell them tricks that shot meThat they missedThey ain't killed meI can make a motherfucker shakeRattle and rollI'm full of liquorThug niggaQuick to jab at them ho'sAnd I can make ya jealous niggas famousFuck around with 2Pac and see how good a niggas aim isI'm just a rich motherfucker from the wayIf this rappin' bring me moneyThen I'm rappin' till I'm paidI'm getten green like I'm supposed toNigga, I holla at these ho'sAnd see how many I can go throughLook to the starAnd visualize my debutNiggas know me, playerI gotta stay trueDon't be a dumb motherfuckerBecause it's crazy after darkWhere the true Thug niggas see ya heartNiggas Can't C Me
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"Can't C Me" as written by Tupac Amaru Shakur, Andre Romell Young, George Jr. Clinton
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing
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