Andreas Straub - Do You See lyrics

[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron] 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 [Verse 1] You don't see what I see, every day as Warren G I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older Getting tired of mothaf**as saying, "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 n***as, ain't sh** changing Got my Mama wondering if I'm gang-banging But I don't pay attention to these father figures I just handle mine, and I'm rolling with my n***as Off to the VIP, you see Snoop Dogg and Warren G Unbelievable how time just flies Right before your eyes, but you don't recognize Now who's the real victim, can you answer that The n***a that's jacking or the fool getting jacked [Refrain] 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 [Verse 2] Another sunny day, another bright blue sky Another day, another muthaf**a die These are the things I went through when I was growing up There's only one hood, and n***as sh** be throwing up And I knew it, There really ain't nothing to it Thinking every fool's gotta go through it Now let's go back, how far, back in time Dragging to these hookas trying to mack for mine I remember when we all used to stop at the spot Back then my n***a-name was Snoop Rock It was all so clear, '87, '88, then '89s the year You say everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick Way back then 2-1-3 was the clique Something to stay paid I was just a young hog Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg [Refrain] 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 [Verse 3] You make me wanna holla, get out the game Too many muthaf**as know my name While Snoop Dogg's serving time up in Wayside I puts it down on the street, don't try to take mine I had to rea**ure the homie that he wasn't alone We'd talk, and him and Nate'd conversate on the phone He kept saying, n***a, it won't be long Before a little skinny n***a like me'll be home I said Snoop, things done changed, it's not the same We need to get up out the game Cause we can get paid in a different way With you kicking dope rhymes and I DJ Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it But things are getting hectic, I just can't take it Should I (a) go back to slanging 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 Mista Grimm This sh** is getting so hectic that I can't even trust him now What would you do for a Warren G cut Would you act the fool and nut the f** up Back the f** up, act the f** up n***as talk sh** they get smacked the f** up, straight up [Refrain] 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 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