Do You See Lyrics - Regulate...g Funk Era - Warren G

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 he 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 mama 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 recognize 

Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? 

The nigga that's jackin, or the fool gettin' jacked (Yeah) 

(Chorus) 

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 muthafucka die 

These are the things I went through when I was growin up 

There's only one hood, and niggas shit be throwin' up 

And 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 

Draggin 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 "everywhere we roll, you can say we roll thick" 

Way back then two-one-three was the click 

Somethin' to stay paid I was just a young hog 

Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg 

(Chorus) 

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 make me want to holler, get out the game 

Too many muthafuckas know my name 

While Snoop Dogg's servin' time up in Wayside 

I puts it 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 done change, it's not the same 

We need to get about the game 

'cause 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 slangin' 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 shit is gettin 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 fuck up? 

Back the fuck up, act the fuck up? 

Niggaz talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up 

(Chorus then fade) 

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