Intro Remix (The XX & 2pac) Chords

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[F] _ I'm just staring at the world through my rear view, just looking back at [Am] the world from
another level, you know what I mean?
[D] _ [Am] Staring.
[F] Watch the gunshots clear the block, the fun stops, it's just calling cops, but you shot,
[Am] nobody stops.
I wonder when the world stopped, damn it, last night you kids shot, why the whole block stopped?
I [C] will never [F] understand this society, but they try to murder me, then they lie to me, product
of a dime, [A] people, my homies trying [Am] weed.
Now the little babies crazy, they don't really see, tell me where my [F] enemies flee when they see me.
Even thugs got a little take it easy, [C]
[Am] I said, threaten my sister, your hardcore player,
turn it back with the grown man.
And soon again I [F] give a holler to my niggas in the dark, it's called, roll a perfect block
and let me spark it [C] for you.
[Am] One love from a thug, make a roll and wear the pocket full of powder, know it, y'all feel this.
Till the end my [F] friend, I'm seeing nothing but my dreams coming true, but I'm staring
at the world through my rear [C] view.
See, [Am] I'm seeing nothing but my dreams coming true, but I'm staring at the world through
my rear view.
Look, [F] I'm staring at the world through my rear view.
No one ever scream to God, he can't hear [Am] you, I feel your heart beat fast, guess it's time
to die, getting high while it's not black.
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[F] Now I'm a ways the young black man, in order to get paid, crack sales, quarter niggas [Am] always
send me to these old black jails, in the cell countin' days in the sleeping black, hell
do you feel me?
[F] Keys to ignition, use it to the succession, roll with a 12 gauge pump, call protection,
[Am] niggas hate me in the section, from years of g-techin', turn to slickin' western broad
rappers, [C] Emily [F] Bob, I'm a soldier, I'm getting hotter, the world's getting colder, living
[C] in the hood, [Am] talk to my guns like they private, all you blackers [C] must have fun, look at my
pictures, now I [F] know the end, still the point, dreams come true, still staring at the world
through my rear [C] view.
I [Am] said now I know the end, still dreams come true, staring at the world through my rear [C] view.
See, [F] I'm staring at the world through my rear view.
Go away, baby, scream to God, he can't hear [Am] you.
I can feel your heart beating fast, got some time to die.
[D] Getting higher watch your time [Am] fly.
And all the [F] motherfuckers staring at the world through my rear view.
Go away, baby, scream to God, he can't hear [Am] you.
I can feel your heart beating fast, got some time to die.
Getting higher watch your time [D] fly.
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[F] Staring at the world through my rear view.
Go away, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you.
I can [Am] feel your heart beating fast, got some time to die.
Getting higher watch your time fly. _
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