2Pac performing Can't C Me. From the album All Eyez On Me © 1996 DRR Lyrics: [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 [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 gots to get mo' You screaming: "Go 2Pac!" and I ain't stopping 'til 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! [George Clinton:] The stares of a million pairs of eyes And you'll never realize You can't see me [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 words 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! [George Clinton (2Pac):] (Niggas can't see me) (They can't see me) Which way did he go, George? Which way did he go? Oh!! which way